Weirdness. W emailed me this morning to see how I was doing. (I emailed her last night at work to ask if she could let the dogs out Wed night - plans w/coworkers. I'm not going to e-mail her personal account anymore.) I replied, "good." I left the papers on the table for her to sign to divide the checking accounts.
Also, oddly enough, got asked out to drinks with a female friend going through a simliar situation. Feels good, helping me GAL. I'm sure it's nothing more than friends (misery loves company), but knowing there's more fish in the sea is helping me move on in my mind.
If, after time, W wants to come back and work on it I'll be open, but not even sure that's what I'd want right now after all the lies. (Okay, that's a lie on my part. Right now I'd do it, but sloooowly and with counseling - a DIFFERENT counselor!)
