Well it’s taken my W two and half months to finish this process of leaving, but she is finally on her own in her new city and I am in mine. It is safe to say I am no longer a new comer and its time for a new post. If you are new to my story here is the previous post.
This weekend of moving was hard on so many levels but here are some high lights. Traffic turned a 3.5 hours dive into a 6 hour dive and we arrived at the apartment as the office was closing and they would not let us move in. we ended up in a motel and made the most of it, including a nice dinner to celebrate her new apartment at school. The next day we worked hard and got her all unloaded and mostly set up in her new place. There were a lot of manly jobs that I was able to help her with and I know that she did appreciate them.
We talked very briefly at lunch. The week went so well once I shut my mouth so I was nervous to open it again but needed to say something. I told her how proud I was for school and that she has my support in that. Right now that is kind of the top priory so if she needs anything to call and she will get her best friend not her husband. I also said that the ball was in her court with regards to our marriage and that she sets the pace from now on. She seemed very receptive of this and thankful for my help and support. Basically it was everything I feel about helping this dream come true weather or not we work out.
The entire week was so hard because she keep acting like my wife in almost every way except the loving part. When I t was time to part we both got teary and I got a real hug from her then she fled because she was getting to teary but looked back and game me a wave.
I wish that I could say that was the end of the weekend but it was not. 10 mins later the truck I was using ran out of gas (bad gauge). Here I was stuck 4 hours from home 10 mins from her, my cell phone was dead and hers is the only number I have memorized. I called and she did not answer. So I walked a good while bought a gas can and gas walked back, all in all the process took 1.5 hours. She showed up as I was finishing. I just spent 10 hours moving and unpacking was tired, hot, sweaty, and now smelled of gas. I asked her if she still planned on going to visit her friend two hours away and not staying at her house. She said yes, so I asked if I could use the shower and sleep there then leave early in the morning before she got back. She freaked out and yelled and screamed and said fine I’ll stay. I tried to convince her that I did not want her to stay but it was no use.
Back at her place I learn she had not planned at all to go out of town, but veg out in her new place and just enjoy her new life. Makes sense and had she been honest with me I would never had asked. It got ugly and put a damper on a week that was hard and sucky but one in witch I handle things very well. I ended up trying to drive home but got stuck in traffic so I got a hotel. I should have done this before but money is tight and I figure here is an empty place that I paid for why get a hotel. I understand her side but not her lying to me.
I am left with feelings like this could work out, but at the same time it is totally over. I am not giving up but don’t know what side will win. She is in control now and I plan on going back to the LRT and going dark letting her control communication for a while. This week was hard and if I feel I need a break from her I am sure she does too.
There is pages and pages more I could vent about from the week but it does not matter. I am now home in my very first apartment alone and for now it feels good. Now I feel its time to go back to work and focus on me. She is to self centered and stubborn right now to waste my time worrying about.
Me 27, W26 T-12 M-4 SEP 4/29/08 Holding 250 miles Awaiting Support Current
