Its CY, remember me? Nothing new to report. I am not sure what wife is waiting for if she files for Divorce or not. We have two more payments and our house is paid for. No more mortgage payment. She is working more steadily. She is a full time substitue teacher as she took over for someone back in November whose husband passed away and she has not returned to work.
Maybe she is waiting to be an official full time teacher. She did say that almost 2 years ago. It will be 2 years this coming June. She did say that she was waiting to get a full time job before she files for Divorce. Now she is painting the dining room during Spring Break.
I'm not much help, especially with heavy lifting. I have seen an orthopedist and I have a few things wrong with me. I have a torn rotator cuff and bone spurs in my left shoulder, tendinitis in my right elbow, and nerver damage in the back of my right hand for which I am wearing a brace. I'm right-handed so this is a problem but the brace does help. Instinctivly, I will go to grab something with my right hand without a brace and then it would feel like someone sticking me with needles. Then it goes numb.
Her family was over on Easter and everyone was cordial so that was a success. I wish there was something I could do to repair this marriage but I can't do it alone and she is unwilling to forgive. So she remains in hate. Sometimes, I wish she would just get this over with and file for "D" but other times I don't.
THe other problem I have is my short-term memory. I'm doing things that don't make sense. I've misplaced my glasses countless times and find them. Last week, I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and ate it in the family room. When I go to put the jelly away, I could not find the lid. I searched the kitchen garbage can but no luck so I wrapped it in aluminin foil. A day or two later, my wife told me she found the lid in the kitchen drawer. I made light of it and said, that is where I put it? I couldn't find it. But as I walked into the other room, I have no recollection of putting the lid there and why would I do something so stupid. There are other instances that have happened to me and its alarming me. I'm only 52 yrs old, but I think I am either coming down with Dementia or an early case of Alzheimers. This is no joke.
Last Saturday, she gives me the Shop-Rite Gift Card that we buy at church (5% proceeds go to the poor) to pick up a few things, especially white vinegar to color Easter Eggs. Within a minute I asked her if she gave me the Card and she said I just handed it to you. I found it in my back pocket of my jeans. Then I purposely looked at it and put it in my front shirt pocket. When I go to pay for it, the card is gone. And I know I looked at the card into my shirt pocket. This is scaring me.
I feel like the character Ingrid Bergman played in the movie "Gaslight" where her husband was driving her into insanity.
