Feeling pretty melancholy today, spent last night grieving the loss of the plans and dreams we made together. I need to take my own advice and change my scenery.
W doesn’t care about any of the plans and dreams we made together. She told me when the bomb dropped she had already accomplished her grieving. That those were mine and never hers. Her rewrite of history is complete. The longer this goes on the firmer her version becomes to her and her support group.
She wants me to maintain the house using it to store the things the kids left behind. She doesn’t want her decision to impact the kids. She wants the kids to have the house available as an inheritance. This is a fantasy.
The house will be sold and any profit realized will be used to settle debt. The remaining debt will be settled from the split of our 401ks. I suspect this will be when she begins to realize how her future will be, and maybe what she has destroyed.
W has found another project person to immerse herself in the care of. She has our DIL’s mother, and now she is monitoring the aunt she currently lives with.
DIL’s mother has short term meory impairment and is in assisted living. W is custodial for her. W’s aunt is a brittle diabetic. W has been monitoring her glucose, diet and insulin usage.
When W was visiting on Sat she stated how much her presence is needed and appreciated.
I have to focus on work now and to get my mind off this sitch.
BITS Me 55, ACK, when did that happen? Doesn't feel like 55 D 30 S 27
You create your own universe as you go along - Winston Churchill
