Unfortunately, Jethro, it wasn't as good as I would have liked. Still very unclear where this R is heading. W is still pretty much in a funk and said the weekend sucked but personally there were some high points for me.
Saturday, W & I had come down with colds, so laid around much of the day. Did do quite a bit of reading. Played a game of chess with D9. She's getting pretty good.
Sunday, we went out. D9 wanted to go to new Marshalls that open this last week. Shopping for girls clothes isn't quite my thing, but did the best I could to offer input. Strange thing is I was the only one that didn't walk out empty handed ... I got socks! After going to various stores, we past near a Chrylser dealership. Lately, W has been mentioning how she wants a Wrangler. I mentioned we should look, to which she replied, "You would never let me have one!" I responded, if we can afford it, you can drive whatever you want and suggested we see what was at the dealership. Unfortunately, they only had two and they both were black. After that D9 & W wanted to go home.
Kept busy at home, worked on the truck, baked some corn muffins, help W with some computer work for work. After diner, I set up in the bedroom to get ready to watch the Nascar race. She came in, settled down on her side of the bed and started sulking.
Usually, I can recall what was said during our conversations but this one turned out to be emotionally draining, so my recollection is poor. Basically, I approached her with how she's been acting for the last week and she broke down in tears. I embraced her and told her to let it out. She cried for nearly a half-hour before talking, but it was her usual cryptic garble. It sound all very familar to what I heard last year. Basically, I could sense she wasn't going to come right out with it, but I sensed she want me to ask her directly. I couldn't! I felt if I did, the conversation and our R would end up with a sense of finality of being over. I figured if that is what she wanted, she would have tell me on her own. So I did a 180 myself and remained quiet other than validating her. When she asked a direct question about what I was thinking or why I was quiet, I remained as cryptic as she did. This threw her a bit. She is use to hear me say what is on my mind. Not this time. Let her wonder some what I am going thru.
Monday, it was raining again. W woke up with a massive headache that remained with her all day. I help D9 sort thru her clothes to see what fits, put away winter ones, make room for new ones. (She's growing like a weed!) Did the laundry. Paid some bills. D9 & I played some more chess. Burned a couple of CD's with custom mixes. At one point after W woke up from napping, when D9 was busy watching some TV in the living room, W started showing me some attention and one thing led to another ... . ... but not long after, W started sulking again and said that was a mistake! After that, I distanced big time. Came dinner time and W said she was hungry but to lazy to make anything. I said, I would help. I started heating up some dogs and beans. She came out and put some fries in the oven. Afterwards, she started cleaning the dishes, just as I took a call from D17. Then I came over to help rinse. She said I didn't have to. I said I know, but I wanted to help. She replied, I don't want you to feel obligated. So it seems some of my scorecard mentality has rubbed the wrong way. Later on, she wanted to shave her legs. I offered to do them. (Actually, I've been doing them since last summer, but in the last couple of months, she would do them without letting me know she wants them done.) So she said she would do the bottoms and if I wanted she let me do the tops. She seemed a little apprehensive as I shaved, but I was the perfect gentleman...
From here on out, I am going to continue to help in all her daily tasks, but this time I'm going to try to tear up my scorecard and not expect for her to want to help me in my tasks ... not to ask anything of her. Hopefully by doing this, she will consider that things are not so bad at home and maybe then she will be willing to voluteer her assistance.
Strange thing is I was the only one that didn't walk out empty handed ... I got socks! After going to various stores, we past near a Chrylser dealership. Lately, W has been mentioning how she wants a Wrangler. I mentioned we should look, to which she replied, "You would never let me have one!" 
I responded, if we can afford it, you can drive whatever you want and suggested we see what was at the dealership. Unfortunately, they only had two and they both were black. After that D9 & W wanted to go home.
. ... but not long after, W started sulking again and said that was a mistake! After that, I distanced big time. Came dinner time and W said she was hungry but to lazy to make anything. I said, I would help. I started heating up some dogs and beans. She came out and put some fries in the oven. Afterwards, she started cleaning the dishes, just as I took a call from D17. Then I came over to help rinse. She said I didn't have to. I said I know, but I wanted to help. She replied, I don't want you to feel obligated. So it seems some of my scorecard mentality has rubbed the wrong way. Later on, she wanted to shave her legs. I offered to do them. (Actually, I've been doing them since last summer, but in the last couple of months, she would do them without letting me know she wants them done.) So she said she would do the bottoms and if I wanted she let me do the tops. 
She seemed a little apprehensive as I shaved, but I was the perfect gentleman...
