Last night, I took a shower, laid down in bed for a while, fell asleep, and woke up at midnight! Missed the party. What a goober. Maybe for the better, anyway.
Went to church this morning. Part of the sermon was about not giving up. Leaving things in His hands. God is preparing us for something.
Some kind of message? I feel...hopeless isn't the word...just plain giving up on her. Is that the same thing?
After church, the wifes fave aunt and uncle from Laredo called me. Thought we could get together before they go back. I called the girls to see if I could pick them up yet. D11 tells me she would like to stay a little longer. They are getting ready to eat lunch. I ask her to call me when they're ready.
I have lunch with the aunt. Giving her some updates. She hasn't spoken to my wife since some time in July. Turns out they spoke on the phone the night we were arguing and I told her that "I can't wait until you move out, either!" I texted her the next day, apologizing for losing my temper. That night, I also through out at her, "...and oh yeah, you should hear what Aunt Frances and Joey(her fave cuz) think about you!"
Aunt Frances told me that the wife ended up calling her that night in tears. They spoke for a while. Sounds like the aunt didn't really admit to how she really felt. She more asked the wife why she felt the way she did. She just didn't love me anymore. Also tried use one event we had a couple years ago as ammo against me. Didn't really work. She knows the wife is cheating on me.
In talking to the aunt over lunch, she tells me that she also hasn't heard from my MIL since her dad passed away. The great grandfather whose funeral we went to in May, where she got sick again. We spoke for a while. She says that I look very well. She also tells me the wife is a lost cause, that I shouldn't wait for her, that I need to move on and if I happen to meet someone, the better for me.
Wow!
I did let her know that I will leave a door open for the wife and she told me not to. Just move on. Leaving, they invite me over anytime. Even if I'm not alone. It was kind of weird.
Just another telling me the same thing others tell me.
Afterwards, call the wife and let her know I'm on the way. I get there at the same time nephew does. We go in and sit and we are talking a little. The wife comes and joins us and joins the conversation a little. Actually, they start to talk and I just kinda wait for the girls to finish getting ready. I stay pretty upbeat, but I don't give her anything. I did catch her kinda looking a little down at one point. The only conversation we really had was when I was almost out the door. Apparantly, she is enrolling D7 in the YMCA afterschool program after all. I ask when is she enrolling her. She says she is going to do it during her lunch tomorrow. I ask if she ever spoke to the lady to ask for another week. She stalls a second and says no. That the lady has been talking about people to other people. When she said it, I think I gave her an eye roll. Like I knew she was either going to forget to talk to the lady or something.
"She has been talking about people to other people?" I ask. "Yeah, so I decided not to even ask her" she offered.
I just left it at that. NOW she has the money? 'Cause I don't anymore. She didn't ask for any. We'll see. I take the girls and offer her a quick goodbye.
I forgot, on Friday, at her apartment, D7 was talking about her bike helmet. I was asking her about the one my folks just got her. The wife says that she used her old one that was brought from the house. D7 says that it was her NEW one she used at the bike rodeo. Back and forth between them, I end up asking the wife, "Are you losing your mind?" Frustrated, she says loudly, "Maybe I am." I end up finding the new helmet in the girls room. Oh well.
Yesterday, the wife walking back and forth from her apartment and the courtyard and D11 inside, the wife comes back out and asks what is wrong with D11. She is acting upset and grouchy. Walking past her to go find out what is up with D11, I say "What do you mean what is wrong with her? It's in all ya'lls blood." She mumbled something back to me. Something like, "thats what you think" or something along those lines. A little huffy. Both times, she ended up letting it go, though. Funny.
Today, I also found out from the aunt that it was MIL that helped the wife get her furniture. So it was NOT OM. I still think he is giving her money though, but that is her problem.
Isn't that how a hooker works? He gives money, she gives favors?
I see her in such a different light now.
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."
He gives money, she gives favors?
