Well Florida has been a blast and in short order I will be back in the real world. As I predicted kids had a blast and W enjoyed herself as well. We have been getting along great and the only people that have blowed up were the kids. W and I think we should go to Hawaii next year for Spring Break.
W and I have been joking around, calling ourselves Hun and Dear and some touching as well. She bet a friend that she would not ML in Disney, well she lost that bet. The kids have been great and I have been joined at the hips with them since we got here.
W apologized for in her words f***king things up. In my heart I don't think that is true that all is lost. Other than that there has been no talk of the R, D or our M now for over a week. My gut is telling me to leave that alone. The only talk we even had remotely related to our M was when W brought up finances and told me she was happy that we could now talk about them without blowing up.
Since she dropped the bomb two months ago we are now spending more time together than we have in years. I know it is bad, but I think I am falling more in love with her as we spend more time together.
This is making me anxious since I then get myself worked up wondering if and when the other shoe is going to drop. I know this is the wrong attitude to have, but it is what I am feeling at the moment.
