Visiting the kids is half-planned, half "I might drop by". They're very hurt by all this, he'd been openly loving in front of them until the ice-age suddenly descended in May (climate change?). so I feel they need to see him whenever possible and put my pride in my pocket. But that puts me in a difficult pôsition. The art class will do something to fill that blue nunnish feeling that descends on a Friday evening. Otherwise,I live in a rural area, so going out is a question of travel. the nearest town (small - too small for the two -three? - of us) is 10km away.If I ever start out painting it even pale pink, I'll run into your man (and maybe OW) straight away. I've already run into her at the Supermarket a few times. Any more news from your absent W? Just because you don't hear anything doesn't mean she's not thinking about you. Chin up. NotCrackingUp
Me: 46 H:42 Together for 18 yrs, married 14. 3 children: 2 girls 13 and 10, one boy 7. Husband had affair, ended it and then decided on separation. Separated 08/2010
