Nugget,

Shock collar. Good line, man. Good points everyone. Couple of points of what I was thinking, for good or bad.

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RESTATED... does that say anything to you??? Reintroducing R talk after you just finished R talk, what, TWELVE HOURS AGO????

The way my W worded her email, it was in such a way, and I think she's been feeling this, that she's just waiting for me to become angry. I know actions, speak louder than words. I wanted to tell her that she could tell me anything and the R talk in my email was limited to be basically saying, "i was an idiot. I accept responsibility for that. I don't blame you for this."

OT is right, though, a shorter reply would have done the trick.

OT, the funny thing is, I'm not obsessing over the R in my daily life, though it certainly seems so here.

The short reply from her seems like a little thing, but over the summer, before I read DB, I sent too many of the chasing type emails saying we could work it out, blah, blah. Never got anything back from those other than, basically, shut up. Her acknowledging my reply is a new thing. I DID NOT follow up with any R talk when she got home.

Nugget,
I wasn't asking her to respond, but getting in a short apology/acknowledgemnet/ownership of my role in our M hitting the toilet and that it is OK for her to just talk to me/ask me something. It wasn't a "let's talk about us" email.

Also, Wed night and the email were instigated by my W, not me (though, as I've said, a shorter email reply was merited).

On the football/Sunday thing. No, I've not been arrogant with her throughout our R, too much the reverse probably. Basically, she was telling me what I SHOULD be doing with my time with the girls. She's made comments like this off and on for a few weeks now. I'm quite tired of them because it is none of her business what I do with them when I have them. I just mini-snapped. Again, not angry or as arrogant as my original post made it sound, but my point to her was 'Butt out.' I think I phrased it as follows, "I hear what you're saying, but my time with them is my time with them. I know how you feel about sports and I've missed many Sundays doing family outings -- and enjoyed them. However, we no longer have the need to listen to each other about how we spend our time. Maybe we will again one day, but until then . . . " OK, so it wasn't as well said as that.

Anyway. 8 days until I can sleep in a real bed again. Hooray!

With moving this weekend and work next week, we won't be seeing much of each other for a bit. And that's a good thing.

BD


My latest

Me: 36
W: 35
2 D: 9 and 5
T: 16 years
M: 12
10/4/06: Bomb
10/5/06: Ended A
4/22/07: ILYBNILWY

I'm a beautiful butterfly.