So here's the next chapter in the wonderful saga I call a life....
Several days ago, I got W to agree to discuss the possibility of some therapy options. I called Virginia and got the details of the 2-day sessions with Michelle. It's expensive and I knew that W would never go for it, so my parents offered to pay the (substantial) fee. I called MIL and asked her if she would watch the kids. She replied "of course, I'll do anything to help you guys". She's really the best MIL a guy could want. So 2 nights ago, I asked W about going to CO and meeting with Michelle. She said she'd think about it. Last night, I asked if she had decided. She had and said she would not go because my parents would spend all of that money and then all eyes would be on her asking “what she decided” and once again it would be “all her fault”. I simply replied “ok, well thank you for considering it.”
About an hour later, I asked her if she had a moment. She said yes. I told her that if she was unwilling to work our our marriage and try to repair it, then we could not live together. It is simply too painful. That was last night. We had planned to go today to her parents house for the day and night. I told her that I would stay her and look at apartments instead and on Sunday we could tell the kids and I would move to my parents house for a while (first time in 20 years. What a shock that will be!). A bit later she asked me how we were going to afford an apartment when we're barely making ends meet now. I said “I have no idea, but no choice either.” Guess we'll a least save money on date nights out! Ha.
This morning, she asked me if I was going with them to her parents. I said “no, I'm looking at apartments”. She said “oh, I wasn't sure”. Funny how when I didn't understand her issues, it's my fault for not listening. When she doesn't understand me, it's my fault for not being clear. WTF. Anyway.
A few minutes later, she says to me (in a very nice manner), “wouldn't you rather wait until after the holidays?” I replied “yes, I would, but I can't”. She said “I just thought it would be easier on the kids”. To which I replied “I can't see you every day”. Then I said “When you come home tomorrow, we need to discuss a kid schedule”. She said “ok”. D5 had a soccer game this morning and following that W and kids headed to her parents.
Guess I'll see them tomorrow and then I pack up and off I go. This really sucks, but maybe a dose of realism will help W see the light. Rope. Dropped.
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