Basically we've been heading down the path to the big D; but now that she's been dumped, she wants to come home. Even though she's preggers with another man's love child. So today, she calls me and reminds me that it's our anniversary. I've forgotten about it; but she wants to take me out, her treat. See there's no way I want her back; but I am cheap and we are getting along. So I'm thinking a free meal ain't so bad; but the trade off is R talks.
It IS interesting that the tables have turned in nearly a year. She's trying to save the M now and I'm trying to leave it. Irony is not lost on me.
