Not eating is part of the job description, and as I could do with losing about another 3 stone to hit target weight I don't think I'll wither away I think the problem with it is the irregular hours and mad times when at work disrupt my eating pattern so much that my body never knows when it's supposed to be hungry. It's compounded by endless bad food snacks on offer like chocolate and biscuits and toast, and then being so tired after work that I can just about manage to stop at the takeaway or muster enough energy to put a pizza in the oven. But I do try! I take fruit and veg for my lunches rather than sandwiches and steer clear of the snacks as much as possible. I try to eat healthily at home too, with making my own soups and lots of veggie based dishes. But it's so much easier to succumb these days with the cooking for 1 and not being bothered to actually make something decent.
I would still like (much rather than need) my wife to come back. But I'm slowly accepting that that is not going to happen. It is not only statsitically vanishingly small as an outcome, but our situation compounds this. She is happily playing with OM, living in her nice house, with her nice car and her nice new job and her pretty little circle of adulterous friends. I have made some mistakes along the way which have given her excuse to hate me (and on occasion for me to hate myself), such as continuing my friendships with her family against her, but with their will; publically bad mouthing the OM for wrecking my marriage; and taking her to small claims court. She is not the kind of woman that looks back on her life. "Always going forwards" is one of her favourite phrases. Her determination, forward thinking and endless energy were some of her most attractive traits. Alas, that determination and single mindedness have since been what send us on the road to divorce so quickly. And unfortunately I'm just going to have to wait for the bits of paper to land on my doormat.
Your H has behaved despicably. It is one thing, as in my sitch to mess with your spouse, but it is beyond reproach to intentionally hurt your kids. I'm sure they know who is in the right, and who to take as their role model however.
I think most OP are disgusting on the inside and out. The OM in my sitch is also both of those. Grey hair at 32, buck teeth, serial philanderer and marriage wrecker. Undoubtedly some degree of personality disorder as he only seems to prey on those either married or engaged to others. Yet currently the best thing since sliced bread in the eyes of the WS.
Fantastic news on the job front. I do hope it pans out. And if it comes down to the tent I have a spare one
I have to throw myself into work currently - I'm very behind with all the stuff that we're just expected to do on top of our paid hours to keep up with the game. I have a research protocol to write which involves critically appraising about 15 journal articles and then some, a guideline to review, need to read the manuals for 2 up and coming courses, one of which I'll be teaching on so really need to know it inside out, and am behind on my proof of competencies for appraisal (and had hands slapped last week for this by my supervisor). I just wish I had the impetus to get on with them! At least I've actually booked on the courses now though, so there is actually no escape.
Besides, the OM is a complete workaholic, so maybe this is in fact what the STBXW actually wants rather than me, as someone who always put family before career.
Another fantastic positive for the day is knocking my handyman down to 1/2 price for the botched bits of work in my rental property. And I'm off out for dinner tomorrow night and hoping to get out on a hike at the weekend.
It sounds like you're a great Mum JacT - I'm really glad you've got something as wonderful as your girls to keep you smiling
Reality is that which, if you don't believe in it, doesn't go away.
I think the problem with it is the irregular hours and mad times when at work disrupt my eating pattern so much that my body never knows when it's supposed to be hungry. It's compounded by endless bad food snacks on offer like chocolate and biscuits and toast, and then being so tired after work that I can just about manage to stop at the takeaway or muster enough energy to put a pizza in the oven. But I do try! I take fruit and veg for my lunches rather than sandwiches and steer clear of the snacks as much as possible. I try to eat healthily at home too, with making my own soups and lots of veggie based dishes. But it's so much easier to succumb these days with the cooking for 1 and not being bothered to actually make something decent.
