I also think wanting the photos is a positive, but who knows the MLC mind. You're safer not reading anything into it.

Got a little weepy last night when I was trying to sleep, but then woke up this morning in the mood that I'm done. I obviously am unable to see thru the 'mask' so I will never know if he's really back even if he ever does come back.

Snodderly, I did get a good laugh thinking about him asking permission to run away. I think that's what I'll tell anyone who happens to ask about him. "H ran away from home".

I don't know how I did it last time. At least it is easier and less stressful that he's out of the house. But I realize for those trying to actively db it's very difficult. Even though the mental and physical toll was enormous, the dbing worked when he was here.

Regarding pictures, I put all our pictures back in the box again the 2nd night. Funny, I had just taken them out a couple of months ago.

So my PMA is a little low today, but I'll keep going. As before, I'll just do whatever to get thru the day - go get a bagel, sit in the Border's cafe, get my nails done, and maybe get some plants for pots on the front steps.

I finished re-reading DR last night, but I'm afraid I don't see much point. Even having gone thru it before for almost a year, the time it takes is too discouraging. But since I have to wait at least a year to do anything about the M anyway, it's six of one or half dozen of the other.

I do feel that I'm making progress working on myself and handling work stress better. I did keep my cell phone off all day yesterday so that they could not call me from work. This was a major stressor for our M, because I am always called about stupid problems and become very angry, screwing up my personal time. Somehow I let this slide to become a problem again. My bad!

Not only is my H passive aggressive - I work with almost all men, several of them also very passive aggresive - it's sometimes like having about 10 H's.

I've decided to rename the Dick as "Dick the Pretender". He could have been king of his castle, but now he's just the hunchback in the cellar (and yes our apt is a basement apt). \:D

Catch you later


In4ride
Me 50, H 55, M 17 yrs
1st Bomb Drop 12/7/03
Separated mostly in house
Come back together/H breaks back 9/04
Piecing, surgeries, recovery, H retires
2nd Bomb Drop 9/3/07 H moves out 20 min later