There is one thing I do probably need to be 2x4'ed for. I texted her and asked her why the clinic was wanting to schedule a surgery. So she knows that the jig is up.

She called like 10 times while I was on the bus (straight to VM for those) and sent one text msg which I have not read. They stopped pretty quickly, so I guess she got on her plane.

She's probably been on a plane for an hour and a half at this point, and isn't due to land for another hour and a half.

I am lost. I don't know what to say or do. But I guess I have an hour and a half to figure it out before the calls start again.


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."