Once again, Here is that last message I (unfortunately) sent to her yesterday morning:


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I'm sorry I didn't hear you are working next monday from 4:30 to 5:30 pm
and I never got the schedule you said you were going to send me.

I understand you are feeling frustrated. I am so tired of all of this as well.

You must understand that for me signing those papers is an irrevocable decision.

The moment I sign them you and I will be done forever and I will immediately start looking for someone else to share my life with.

I'm not going to apologize for first doing everything I can to be absolutely certain of my decision.

I told you the counselor was only available on Mondays. Is there another time this Monday that works better for you?

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And here was her response that came back two hours later:

Well start looking then!

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I am thinking...maybe...barely...almost thinking...
That I have already given her enough (rope to hang herself?)


I am thinking barely remembering believing...
Sometimes we have to go slow to go fast.


I am thinking unless I hear from her before the appointment, I will just do another one myself.

Not absolutely certain yet...
But maybe I am getting there.

I am being the possibility of:

1) Integrity
2) Loving myself completely.
3) Things flowing naturally between us, without any fear or attachment to the outcome.

"It's do-able." What are the actions now?