No ice skating today. W took D7 skiing. I spent some time with some of my buddies...smoking cigars eating pizza and watching a hockey game. I know not very healthy. During the day, W called to tell me MIL was coming over for a Girls supper (D7 and W and MIL). God help me...not exactly the type of environment D7 should be around. Anyhow, I'll spend some time with D7 on Sunday.
Prir to me leaving overheard W speaking on the phone trying to organize a couple of days away for her and her daughters. I will take that time to move my stuff. I am tying to figure out when the best time to tell my W that i am moving out will be. Probably Sunday night or Monday morning. She will be in Europe for 10 days at the beginning of April and in Mexico for a week at the beginning of May. I guess she is depending on me to hold down the fort. It's time I start to act like a man and do what needs to be done. She is making no effort to spend any time with me so why should I be accomodating. No more Mr. doormat. I won't turn into an a**hole but she needs a wakeup call and she is about to receive it. I am tired of the whole situation and I am actually looking forward to the change of scenery.
