Thanks for the post. Each day brings about greater and greater baby steps, I don't think things are slipping at all. I'm doing a great job DB'ing.
I just woke up today and wanted to shake the W into sense, shake the world and possibly take some old dead TV's out to the desert for some target practice. It's just one of those punching bag days.
Hey maybe that is it, brother is in town, time to do an afternoon of skeet shooting. Who's about shooting some $hit?
Me: 46 Wife: 39 D: 13 S: 11, 9, 7 Bomb 3.2.07, Sep Same Day, D papers 11.1.07 Current Status - Wants to take me through Discovery, I will go to prison first.
Dude if you were in Michigan I would totally shoot some crap with you. That sounds like fun. I understand the punching bag days. I'm feeling a bit like that myself today...
Me: 29 W: 28 T: 10 M: 7 No kids 2 Dogs and 1 Cat With Parents: 09/16/07 Apartment: 10/13/07 Back Home: ~2/16/2008
Ok to rock the boat now and again, just don't punch a hole in the side Atlas. Shooting some stuff sounds like fun. Damn, one of the downsides of suburbia, if you want to shoot, you've got to pay to go to a gun range.
Hang tight, man. She's slowly coming around. And, you know what, let's just say for the sake of argument that she is using you, that'll show through eventually and has everything to do with who she is and nothing to do with who you are. That said, sitting here, doesn't seem that way to me. She just sounds scared and skittish.
BD
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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