So here's another question:

How do I respond to the inevitable question of "Why didn't you tell me you were going out?" or "I hate it when you're late and don't let me know."

*wincing at the incoming 2x4s*

Me: 44, Wife: 39
M: 17 years T: 20 years
Bomb on 08/25/09
1/13/10: MC started
1/28/10, 2/8/10: More bombs
8/28/10: Wife moved out
No talk of D, no movement

"Every day is another chance to get it right."