Vegas update: It was a really really excellent 2 1/2 days, everything I could have hoped it would be. Had a 2nd honeymoon feeling to it. Lots of togetherness, and lots and lots of s**. Went to a musical (Mama Mia), had massages, laid around the pool, and did a lot of walking around the hotels and casinos on the Strip. Never got around to gambling, though, we kept saying that we would do that "a little later". Nobody here at work understands that ("You went to Vegas and didn't gamble? What's up with that?"). I only wish we could have stayed longer.
But coming back to reality isn't so bad - it's a much better reality than it was just a few weeks ago. I'm feeling much more confident about the future. We can make this M something better than it's ever been. I'm also much more confident that I can make her happy, that she will soon get to the point (if she isn't already) of realizing that in staying with me, she isn't just "settling", and that she's not just staying for the sake of the kids, which her half-hearted, half-committed D-day words implied. I hope this post-Vegas high lasts for awhile, it's so nice.
Coincidently, the stack of mail waiting for us when we got back included a bill for the no-longer-secret cellphone. This was actually a good thing, because it showed that she had changed the billing address (from the OG's house), which showed that she wasn't going to try to hide it. Though I was a little curious, I just ignored it and didn't open it. I guess I was trying to return the gesture that she made in making the bill available to me by not insisting on seeing it. Plus, it's old news now, and knowing how many times she called him no longer matters. Onward and upward.
