Interesting. Your W's couch experience sounds almost like I was.
I'd sleep on the bed because it was "mine too", and then there'd be hope that we were connecting by sleeping in the same bed, then I'd get pissed at her for something (like she'd say I smelled of work or that it was that time of month or that I didn't make the bed) and I'd be back on the couch.
Maybe that was my way of being a WAS. That was all last year when I started the new business and W started a new life without me. And in the end, I did leave. And my reason was because W did nothing to make me want to stay and it didn't help that I got wind of the EA.
Anyhow... don't know what that means if anything... just saying... :-)
