Thank God for the gym. If I didn't have that, I think I would become an alcoholic. I need to get out of the house most nights now after the kids are in bed. If it were not for the gym, I would probably end up at the local gin mill every night. When I am done with my workout, I feel great, too. Of course, all of the tight workout clothes wearing women there are a constant distraction, but all in all it is a good thing. W is in a pissy mood tonight. She was still up when I returned from the gym. I try to time it so I get home after she is asleep. Anyway, earlier today I found a printed receipt in the printer for the concert tickets that I posted about earlier. I guess we are going with her niece. She hasn't said anything to me yet. Oh well, time for some shut-eye. I wonder if I an going to dream about my first wife again.
Me-40 W-41 Together-10 M-8 S-6 S-4 Bomb 5/08 Bomb 10/08 Thought things were better, was wrong. Still living together Wife doesn't think she will ever love me again.
