report: catching up on posts today as the computer is mine and I feel human. I finally did something fun the other day and realized I have, on one level, been my worst enemy lately by not getting out more. Being sick didn't help.
Whatsis, in reading your posts I was most struck by the mention of fighting the spouse on "her terms" or what she was best at. I think I too have been doing that.
Went to all school picnic last evening with happily little family. At one point spouse says "just so you know OW won't be here. I thought you might feel better knowing that". Taken aback though I was I had to admit it did make me feel more at ease (although my strategy is to smite her by looking blissful and friendly whenever I see her!!!) I thanked spouse for telling me and admitted it did help and I appreciated it. Of course part of me wanted to scream "who f-ing cares what that c*I&% does and may she rot in hell"...but breathe, breathe, breathe. Spouse finally dragged us away and home around kids bedtime. I was actually enjoying myself. Imagine!
I suspect spouse has plans tonight but I'm thinking of asking her to dinner anyway. As she left for work today she hugged DD and told her she loved her. Then she came down the narrow hall toward me so I just put my arms out, she hugged me, I slipped in an ILY and she said ILY too. Where did my life go?
I have a shovel and I'm not afraid to use it. Stubby
