Well lets just say what is good for the goose is good for the gander.
Yeah BND I get what you are saying. I would have handled it the same way. I also gave her incrediable praise for doing such a fine job on the floors, but I also had to put up with a miserable impatient wife with blisters on her knee's, a sore back, and a tennis elbows. Hence the withold on sex.
I thought is was a softening process because she saw all the hard work I was doing and what it was doing to my body. Constantly hurting my back, overworking, etc...
Ian, She will not even talk to me so how am I suppose to set a schedule. I would love a schedule, but trust me her work schedule doesn't permit that.
Set a schedule and see what divorce looks like, and see if she really wants it.
I don't know last night was the first night my imagination of another man is even more possible. Then when she showed up dressed like she was it further instills that imagination. She texted I'm at a friends house, can I stay longer. Asking daughter.
Dryheat, btw, yes I was at home at bedtime with the kids when I went out shooting. My kids stay up way too late, because she always let them. Then they would get her to her wits end at the end of the night and ask me to start discipline. When I would start disciplining then she would say oh leave them alone they are alright. I call it the big eraser syndrome.
I want you to do something or fix something, but I do not want to do it at my expense so that I look like a bad person. I want you to handle it. Then DAM handles situation and she doesn't like the outcome. You shouldn't have done that.
I had some really bad dreams last night about her being with another man. I have no hope. I clutched my rosary the entire night and everytime I woke up I would say the Our Father. I'm not sure I can continue to put up with this madness. I just do not deserve to be treated this way.
