"Why are you doing so much better than I am?"

This was the opening gambit in a brief tel-convo with WAW last night.

Umm, sorry?

"You were devastated. It was disgusting. It -- "

Wow. I disgusted you.

" -- no, okay, bad word choice. It wasn't pleasant to see, that's for sure. But now. I don't get it. I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop."

There's no shoe. And who's to say I'm doing 'better'? I'm doing. Like Foreign Female Friend says, I'm "abling."

"I don't get that."

I'm able. I'm capable. I'm competent. I'm Taking Care of Business (with mental wink to @Coach).

"Yeah, you are. And, I don't know, I don't get it. It's kind of frustrating. I feel like I'm falling farther and farther behind. I'm alone, I'm lonely, I'm going to stay that way."

Nahhhh, c'mon -- look at you, yer hot! I know this is hard, but you've only got to hang on for another week. Once you're in your new place -- sheeeeeeet, you'll have 'em beating at the door. [Said in a silly sly-guy tone of voice]

"No, I won't. No one's expressed any interest in that."

I wouldn't say "no one." I'm sure Old Signore Schmuckatelli'ld be interested in that. And I'm plenty interested, you know, in "that" -- wink-wink.

"Okay, great, that's two. A sociopath and my ex-husband."

Hey now -- I'm not "ex" yet. And I'm pretty sure there's some obscure law somewhere that says I'm entitled to tap it a couple more times... [That's very crude, yes, but understand that those kinds of arcane blue laws have been a recurring topic of mutual disdain and joking for Mr. and Mrs. SP for years and years and years, so she got it as a joke.]

"Hmmm. That's probably right. And that might happen."

Yee-haw!

"(Laughing) Calm down. But why are you even interested? You've got a posse. A posse of p***y out there. How did you even know how to do it?"

Well, shucks, that's true. But do what?

"Do it."

Do it? You mean, "do it?" It-it? I'm not saying I [i]have done it. Of course, I'm not saying I haven't, either. The question is irrelevant. None of your beezwax. You turned "it" away.[/i]

"No, stupid, I mean, how did you meet your posse? Man, you've got sex on the brain!"

Ohhhhhh. I don't know. I was afraid of meeting women -- no, that came out wrong. I was afraid I didn't know how to meet women. Actually it was pretty easy. Sex on the brain? Of course I've got sex on the brain! Look at yourself, slinking all around the house in your slinky outfits, acting all innocent and whatnot. [In a teasing voice] Oooohhh, I just need to stretch here in my stretchy yoga top! Don't notice my lady-lumps, please! It wouldn't be appropriate! We're just not that way anymore.

"(Laughs) I didn't do that! Huh! (Pause) Well I'm not going to meet anyone. All the men I know are married."

Their wives will be falling all over themselves to set you up.

"I don't know. I think you might have been right about that whole thing about female rejection. They look at me weird."

In your imagination.

"I don't think so. Maybe they do sort of resent the fact that I'm "abandoning" my children."

40% custody isn't abandonment, take it a bit easy on yourself. We're all doing the best we can here.

"Well, still. Anyway, I didn't turn "it" away."

Sure you did. You love me but you're not in love with me. I'm a piece of sh*t. You should have dumped my a** 10 years ago. I'm worthless. [All things she said to me in the heat of rage.]

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said those things. I was angry. Angry words. None of that is true. I'm really seeing it anew. I wasn't fair about a lot of things. I just -- (pause)"

Just what?

"I don't know. Anyway."

Anyway.

[Dead air. SP rallies.]

So look. Once you start feeling better [WAW has been sick], you need to wake me up for some booty calls before you move out.

WAW laughs. "I'll take that under advisement."

[SP in commercial-guy voice] Limited time offer! Quantities may be limited! It's like eBay -- high demand.

"(Ruefully) Don't I know it. (Pause) I have to get back to work."

Okay. Feel better. Need me to check to see you're up in the morning?

"Please."

Because you know I'll be --

"Don't say it! (Laughs) Okay, 'bye."

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Power shift. Paradigm shift.

Power shifts. Paradigm shifts.

Taking Care of Business.

With respect to at @Gypsy wrote above, WAW's doing the whole Endings thing, this seems clear. But what, exactly, she's Ending -- I'm not sure there's an obvious answer to that.

But it doesn't matter. Because I'm happy today. @aliveandkicking and @traveldane are Las Mojalitas today. My new Main Men, @BTB and @Gardener are Working the Issue day-by-day. @Puppy is swinging his 2x4s. @Thinker is thinking, @orangedog is howling at the moon, @AlexEN is maintaining his mojo, @Coach is coaching, and all is right in the Divorce-Busting world this day.