O-Dawg! When I went to Big Midwestern City in June with the kids for Family Wedding, Themselves and I went to a birthday party for one of D's friends who moved from Coastal State to Big Midwestern City about 2 years ago. While there, little friend's Grandmum, who is divorced (40 years ago kind of thing), had a chat with me. What stuck was this: "Don't wait too long. Don't wait around like I did. Because in the end the only person you punish is yourself."
At the time it didn't hit me the way it did on the Great European Getaway. I told WAW it would suck to be her someday, but when I told her that I only suspected it would be so. Now I know it sucks to be her, because she's giving off all the "it sucks to be" cues -- like saying, "Aw shucks it sucks to be me."
The old saw about living well being the best revenge? As soon as I made it All About Me, that whole sense of "I don't want to play this anymore" evaporated. Now I'm the agenda-setter. Now I'm the boss. I get to call the tune, and she has to pay the piper.
As @aliveandkicking says, she's going to have to cowgirl-up to meet MY standards -- and those standards are getting higher with each passing day.
And don't even get me started on Florence Nightingale.... That really put the zap on WAW's brain. Which is ironic, you know, what with Signore and all.
@The Wifey: Absolutely right. I'm Jeff Spicoli, baby. All I need is some tasty waves and a cool Mojo buzz, and I'm fine.
