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i've tried, I just dont have the "good ole boy, east texas talk about fishin and what my bowels are doing" for 3 days straight!


Oh, BS. We're both from roughly the same neck of the woods. If you haven't absorbed some outdoor knowledge, you've had your head up your buttocks your entire life. (I've done my share of huntin' and fishin'. Decided that you have to get up too early to do the killin' and the catchin') You've identified a few cheeseless tunnels you've been going down; all in the last few minutes. Time to start sniffing for some gorgonzola down some new hallways.

1. Stick around. Help the W out. Make it a weekend. Make the effort to connect.
2. Keep moving forward on the house. I think many of us have been saying for a while now that your W has not had the distance she needs from you (sadly, that will most likely entail curbing the thin PJs and massages -- yeah, dude, I feel for you).
3. You've got to truly accept that you can't control this. Let it unfold at it's own, slow, plodding, snail-like pace. Lord knows that's killing you, but there's not a damn thing any of us can do about that.
4. Enjoy those kids in the big ol' new house of yours. Let your W see what life will be like.

Man, you sound like me a few weeks ago, you know what the right course of action is, but are having a hard time doing it. Do it.

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.