I had worked my way through providing some history of mine & W's storied M. I had gotten as far as the premiere incident of my W becoming a WAW back in May '06. AKA - my birthday surprise!
Resuming the journey:
Her Dear john letter was left 4 me to digest(on my b-day) and very little of anything else in the house save for the dog, tv & inflatable air mattress for my sleeping pleasure. At this point she was still in the process of finishing her finals to get her degree so she went to stay @ her mom's (who she avoids like the plague)about an hour away.
Her next stop was to migrate back toward the Philly suburbs region to, where we first met, so that she could be right around the corner from her D. So she found a room for rent in newspaper and temporarily settled there. She was living carefree with no job and therefore had tons of time to work on her. She made some noticable changes. She even did some motivational/self help reading. Reading anything is extremely atypical for her. She had some renewed vitality with these efforts she was making. She started eating far more healthy and got a YMCA membership. So the gym and the salad bar became routine for her and she took off some much needed weight. Obviously she started feeling real good about herself, and this also is a pretty big shift fm her usual very low self-esteem. The time apart following this Separation was fairly short-lived (less than 2 mo). By July '06 we were searching for a place together and temporarily living out of a motel room.
It was during this time that the two of us took a giant and perhaps ill-advised leap into the life of the girl I refer to as my D (for no good reason). The first 'home visit' with this child actually (I am embarrassed to say)took place when we didn't even have a home. We hosted her for a weekend and just stayed at a hotel and told her that it was much closer to the amusement park we were heading to.
By late August I found what seemd lie and ideal place for us to call home for a little bit. My intention was for this to be the last place we would rent before hitting the housing market to purchase our first home once we set some $ aside.
The best laid plans of mice and men . . .
W begrudgingly took a job out of her criminal justice field and worked FT as a Cosmetics Counter Mgr @Macy's Dept store. As was the pattern withmore jobs of hers than I can remember, it was a roller coaster as to whether she liked the job or hated the job. One thing was for sure, she was perfectly suited for sales work and she was turning record #'s and receiving all sorts of attn and accolades for her productivity. She remained there for about 6 months and then decided that she needed to put it in high gear to get a much better paying job with the state and in her field.
Here is where the Sh*^% hit the fan and I thought that I had blown my marriage to smithereens.
