You guys were dead on. The expected pull back was masterful.
On the way home, She called me to see where we were. We chatted a bit and I told her I'd call at the state line with a better ETA.
I made that call and told her I expected we'd be home around 8:30. She called me around 7:45 and I told her we were on target. She says: "OH. I didn't expect you to make such good time. I wen't to the store to pick up some things. I'll try and make it home by then."
So we get home. No W. Ok, I start bringing in the stuff from the car. No W. Then I put everything away and start a load of clothes. No W. The whole time, the kids are asking "Where's Mommy?" After all that, I call her up because S12 wants to go trade in the movies we rented for the ride and be home before she shows. She said She was at Target and we'd have time to make it. OK.
So we went to Blockbuster and got the movies. She got home around 9:45. Kissed the boys and talked to them a while. I said Hey. She said Hey. I helped her put the stuff from Target away and went to the basement to ride the bike.
ahhhhh. Just like I never left.
Since then things have been cordial. I'm glad you guys warned me. And I'm glad that I felt hincky about everything. Maybe I'm starting to develop Ninja senses.
I'm sure she missed the boys, but not being there to greet us only hurts them. It's a stupid, paradoxical thing, this roller coaster. Now I have a wknd in close quarters with the pod that used to be my W ahead of me. I should have drank more beer last wknd.
Oh and she told me a funny story about something thqat happened while we were gone, but I have a meeting in 10 minutes.
Cheers
ADAPT. OVERCOME. IMPROVISE. -Tom Highway
Me: 43 W: 40 S12 & S9 Married 17yrs Together 20yrs