The Bumpy Road to Recovery #2

[Bagheera]

But Baggy...did you or did you not send her a sexy text today?????

Gracious girl, you're insistant....yes, I did.

An update on the sitch:

Yesterday morning, after I had gone off to work in a brooding mood (yep, deep in the 'man-cave'), my wife contacted our MC's office, who then later called me at work, trying to determine the situation and do some phone 'first-aid.' We had a decent discussion, he showed a great deal of empathy for how I was feeling (and my wife also), and essentially asked me to go into a holding pattern until our appointment with him next week (he'll also be calling me again tomorrow). Between my conversation with him and all of your support here, I was feeling better when I stepped through the door at home, yesterday.

I actually had the family's dinner waiting for my wife when she stepped through the door herself (nothing fancy, just a speghetti and meat sauce), but we've mentioned my taking on more of the cooking since I often beat her home, so I followed through on it. She was very obviously trying to be affectionate and make ammends, and I responded positively, culminating in a nice reconnecting evening together. She stepped up, and I couldn't help but return the effort in kind.

We aren't fully out of the ditch yet, but I feel better, and some friends threw us a rope --> thanks guys.

I hate that it sometimes takes a crisis to get us moving down the road again, although this crisis was decidedly different in flavor. In this instance, there was NO yelling or arguing, no overblown criticisms or stomping about. We disagreed surely, and got upset at the disagreement and it's implications for us. At one point I specifically stated that "I'm not angry with you or criticizing you -- in fact, I applaud and appreciate all the hard work you have done....". I think the fact that I hadn't been angry and storming about, but had instead shared my (admittedly despondent) feelings openly, and then -listened- to her responses, drove home how I was really feeling (I wasn't just spouting off in an angry huff), and also gave her the room she needed to 'bring me back' into the game with her.

One day at at time,

-- B.