So, the wife has gone out "bowling". Thankfully the football was on so I was able to concentrate on that.
She left, looking wonderful, thanked me for looking after the children and kissed me. I told her in the cheeriest voice that I could muster for her to have a good time and then she rushed out.
She almost ran out of here and was looking left and right down the hill (I shouldn't have looked but we all have moments of weakness, don't we??!) as if she was meeting someone.
Aargghhhh. I have felt so much stronger in recent days but my heart is hurting and my head is a little tangled (and I'm a little tearful).
I think that she is actually bowling (and was probably searching for her mate who goes by the name of "vodka" which says a lot about him, I think.) but if she is out all night I'll try to sleep and when I encounter her in the morning I will say very little and nothing negative. It's all very alien to me but what comes naturally has done nothing in a positive sense in the last 6 months.
I have to learn to be a better person (better control of my temper would be a excellent start) and if that helps my marriage then great.
And, to add insult to injury, whilst I was away watching my wife's desperate left and right looks my team conceded a goal to level the match! Bummmer!! :-)
It's weird being in moderation. You write what you do and it doesn't appear instantly. It's almost like writing a diary and then BAM 2 days later it appears and it's slightly disconcerting (especially when you have a memory as bad as mine!)
Onwards and upwards. I had it far too easy for the first 18/19 years of my time with my wife. I suppose this is to test me and remind myself that I shouldn't rest on my laurels. (I just wish it didn't hurt so bloody much!! LOL)
Me: 42 W: 40 M: 18 T: 20 D13 D10 S7 BD: 8/2012 Still living together