You say that now. You haven't been subjected to having to listen the all the practicing.
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Talk to me! If you have that accent!
Not unless you want a poor imitation of Mike Myers dad in "So I Married an Axe Murderer". Heeed! Pants! Now!
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So, you're not social, huh?
I'm like Newtons First Law. You know, body at rest.. yadda yadda. I need a "nudge" to get going. Then I'm usually the last to leave the party.
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And, was the reason you didn't want to talk to her because she was always distracted by work, and not paying attention to you?
No. I feel alone. She is phoning in what should be our time together. If she is calling me, she isn't there. The happiest part of my day is when I pull up to the house and see that her car is in the driveway. But then I get concerned, because it is good indication she is sick. Regardless, it rarely happens anyway.
There was a while (and by while, I mean a couple years) when my bagpipe/cycling buddy would hang out with me after work. It was almost daily for an hour or two. We would drink a couple beers and talk about the days ride or just vent. My W said she felt less guilty knowing I wasn't home alone and could work late. My buddy and I had a falling out about a year and half ago. I felt really alone coming home after that. My W said she hoped some of that type of interaction would transfer to her. But to be honest, I don't ever remember her being home any earlier.
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Ok, now I understand her pov. She feels alone in her M because...
OMG. YOU COMPLETELY NAILED IT. That was amazing. You are amazing. All except for the eating part. She just eats way too much fast food. Not lots of food. And maybe the being seen in public part. I think that is more private in the bedroom questions she has. She is thinking,"We didn't have sex, so... He *says* he's too tired, but..."
All the nebulous thoughts I've had, trying to put myself in her shoes, laid out succinctly. You hit every one. Bravo.
After reading that, I'd choose the OM, too. But how long will he last? When she is at one of the many overnight meetings for just one of the voluntary professional trade organizations she belongs to? And has volunteered to be an officer? Which means more meetings for years to come?
So, now what? Where is the middle ground? When I feel like I'm running a B&B where she can roll in, grab some food, get a bed, maybe some servicing, and back to work.
