I cannot see myself initiating anything. I have told her over and over, that I cannot divorce her, but some days. Damn. I just want her the hell out of the house. Don't know how good of a job I'm doing at the loving detachment, but we'll see. WW called around midnight to tell me she was on her way home. I thanked God because I had prayed that she would call. Our norm, so that I can know she is alright. We live on the outskirts of San Antonio in the Hill Country, so its a long drive. I sort of didn't expect that she would call, but sometimes prayers get answered. She told me about where she was, she was ok. I told her she sounded a little buzzed, and did she have a good time? She said she had a couple of beers and 3 Smirnoffs. Ok, be safe, I tell her. She gets home at the time I calculated that she should arrive (within 3 minutes. am I good or what?), I am with the older kids, who are still awake, and hanging out in S14 room. Everyone is tired, we start for bed. I ask her how many people in her group of friends went and she said that there were 3 girls, altogether. I said that I just thought that a bunch of ya'll were going. She sounded like she didn't want me to ask, so I dropped it. She gathered her night gown and went to the bathroom. D11 comes and asks if she could sleep with me. I have been thinking of asking WW to come back to bed, but don't know how to ask. I whisper to D11 to ask Momma to sleep here too, if she wants. WW comes out and D asks her, she says ok and heads to her side. I tell D not to be a bed hog, turn out the lights and head for my side. Not a bad ending to the day. We'll see how church goes today. Last night, D11 was whining about going to church today. "Lets watch church TV for an hour and skip church." Theres been a couple of times we missed church, so we watch Jesse Duplantis and then Joel Osteen. Gonna go to church.
Me 47, WW 38 SS18, D15, D10
Good Bye Girl. No longer SAYING she's moving out. GBG moved out 8-1-08
"I have now decided to enjoy life instead of figure it out."