Thanks PH. Sometimes a sense of humor is all I've got.

OK, so on to the story.

W tells me yesterday that she had some excitement while I was gone. Apparently, Sunday night the fire detector on the alarm system malfunctioned and went off. It sent an alarm out to the fire and Police Depts. Only, she wasn't home. She was at her girlfriends house. So the alarm company calls the back-up # and wakes the inlaws up. They tried to reach W but couldn't so they got dressed and started the 25 minute drive to my house. In the mean time, W sees that they called and calls back. she tried, but couldn't wave them off. She was in no state to drive, so did the smart thing and got a cab.

By the time the In laws got there, the cops and firemen had gained entry and been all through the house looking for the fire. W rolls up in a cab at who knows what time in the morning to face her mom and step dad and turn off the alarm. (MIL couldn't get it turned off.)

Oh, the FD didn't see the stairway to the attic, so they busted through the old hatch in the ceiling of my closet. It was covered long ago by about 8 inches of cellulous (SP?) insulation. She spent an hour cleaning all the cellulouse out of my closet. She called in the next day. I guess it just doesn't pay to party on a school night. Karma's a Bitch.

Now, before anybody points it out, I am aware that those are two stories chock full of inconsistancies. I have no idea if she's telling the truth. About anything. I guess I've taken the "2b" approach. My letting go has been the one thing that has maintained my sanity in all this. If she's messing around or if it's just a bunch of partying, it really doesn't matter. I'm moving forward with or without her.


ADAPT. OVERCOME. IMPROVISE.
-Tom Highway


Me: 43
W: 40
S12 & S9
Married 17yrs
Together 20yrs