I got an email from FIL that was sent to both my wife and me. The email was a gentle suggestion that we pursue counseling for the children to help them cope with the impending change.
It never ends, does it?
So this afternoon I called a therapist and left a message on her voicemail, asking for a call-back. Guess she's not a sport's fan, because she called back during the BCS game. Wife and #3 were in the room they now share, the boys in bed. I went to the office in the back of the house to talk in private. I was talking to the counselor, explaining what was going on.... and the wife walked in. "Who are you talking to?" she asked with unmatched incredulity. "Oh, it's a therapist.... Dr XXX. Do you want to talk to her?" I calmly replied, holding out my mobile phone. "At 9:30 at night? I don't believe you," she said walking away (can't say I blame her for doubting me). "OK, well, let me put her on speaker." I put her on speaker and she introduced herself as the wife walked away, upstairs to her bedroom.
I know the "alien" line. But shouldn't this be an absolute relief to her that I have moved on and found somebody else? Why does this bother her?
So I didn't pursue this any further. Tomorrow morning, I will ask her, "What was all that about last night? Didn't you get the email from your dad?"
BTW, I missed a lot of the game, including the blocked field goal.
