On Saturday I was able to get out and hike for 4.5 miles. Saturday evening to GAL, I had 4 of the guys from my Men's group at church over for a mini-football party. Had a great time hanging with these guys and getting to know them better.
Sunday morning I did a 2 mi. walk for exercise. Went to church. As usual, got to hang out with several newer friends after church. Sunday was just a day of catching up on household chores. My W texted me and let me know she would be bringing my S home at 3:30. Unfortunately, since I was so backed up on chores, I wasn't able to spend as much time with him as a would have liked. Had a short interaction with my W on Sunday. It was pleasant enough, but there was a little tension. She had been talking about getting a cat. I am currently left behind with a dog and two cats.
Yesterday, to GAL I took the day off work and took my S two hours North to go on a cave tour. We both enjoyed our time together. My W sent me a picture of cat she was thinking about getting via text while we were underground. I started getting ticked I decided I needed to call her about it. I ended up waiting until we got home.
The conversation actually went better than expected. I told her how I felt and she listened. She even validated. I don't think we came to a final conclusion, although I may consider finding a new home for the dog because of all the work. However, in a strange way it seemed like progress, regardless of what ultimately happens. She was trying to fix it and I just needed her to listen. Total role reversal. These little nuggets of progress lately have been shaking up my ambivalence a bit. After years of walking on eggshells I no longer have anything to lose and I'm speaking my mind more freely now. I've also heard it said before that the LBS starts taking on tendencies of the WAS after awhile - I felt like that's where I was headed, but these kind of things start pulling me back in.
This morning, I was geared up for a ride. However, the skies opened up and I ended going for a 2 mi. walk. Been feeling a little anxious today. I think the combination of a the prospect of finding a new home for a pet and all of the responsibilities are getting to me a bit today.
I decided I needed to call her about it. I ended up waiting until we got home.
I don't think we came to a final conclusion, although I may consider finding a new home for the dog because of all the work. However, in a strange way it seemed like progress, regardless of what ultimately happens. She was trying to fix it and I just needed her to listen. 
