Heck, he left some of his best parts in Southeast Asia thirty-something years ago, so a little heart flutter shouldn't slow him down too much. Right?
Anyway, MIL was beating the drum again this morning during the 10am call. Said W told her she "may have made the wrong decision", I said, as kindly as I could, tough.
No kidding, folks. The "convincing myself" routine could not be going better. I'm taking a long hard look at who I have become, what I think the chances are that W could/would do the kind of things necessary to do her part in the kind of marriage/life that I deserve, and the kind of options that just keep getting thrown at me. Things do not look good for her, in other words.
Yeah, I hope she tries to get back with me: My Ego could use the stroke. But, and this is a big but, I admit that I have grave reservations about my ability to "put this episode behind us".
My fault, and I'm okay with that. I've got a life to live, a son to raise, and no time for the kind of nonsense that a continuing R with W would bring.
Sound good? I only ask 'cause I'm still working on it.
