Last night W went out her girlfriends. She called later asking if I would be up for a booty call. Afterwards I walked her to the door, she says this may be a bad time but, have you gotten the papers yet. They said they would deliver them this week. WTF. Ya bad timing. I calmly said no, ya bad timing. Goodnight.
After she left sent a text "can't do this any more" I asked do what. She called.
We talked for a few minutes. She asked what I thought "this" was. I told her this is a relationship of more than sex. There is reason you call, text, want to see, and email me all the time. She said we getting along when we don't live together. I said we get along because we "get along". I can't remember everything. I told her she needs to figure out what she wants. I can't tell you. I don't want to influence your decision. If you are even the littlest apprehensive give our marriage another look. Or something to that affect.
She said it's complicated.
She couldn't even say divorce she called it the D word.
Papers delivered today at work. Life is great. Oh and she's staying over this weekend. I may have to change that.
