My W asked me again this morning, "Did you ever call that crazy woman [therapist] back/" I said, "No I haven't." That's all I said. I didn't want to get into any R discussion about why. I really don't want to see another psychotherapist -- the emphasis on "psycho."
Today is T day. I see my personal T and then I DB later this afternoon. The W sees her monster/T and I need to prepare for a response from her re: the dumping of the T. Her T obviously convinced my W to agree to see a MC (only so that she could state her unwillingness to work on the M), and now I responed by nixing the T. So, it's her move. I expect something.
Last night while I was sitting in our home office with the door shut on the computer, I heard my W coming up the stairs to go to bed. She usually feeds the cat and then contiues to our/her bedroom. She pushed the office door in to tell me (in a joking way) that the cat was farting and she expected him to "explode" in the cat box later (BTW, I sleep in the same room as the cat box). She sorta giggled about it and I said, "Oh, grrreat. I am really looking forward to that!" And then she left.
I sorta felt a little bit like I was pursued. She came in to say something silly. She didn't have to. She could have gone straight up to bed. We at least ended the night with a little laugh.
