A shark's weight loss program

[Underdog]

Thanks for the warm welcome guys! I've put the wine on the shelf to give me an incentive to work on this weight reduction diligently.

I wasn't even tempted when the girls brought out a box of GS mint cookies...

I'm feeling a little "something" today and I'm not sure what it is at the moment. Perhaps a little anger, a little resentment and definitely irritation.

I also confess to deleting a rambling voicemail of his the day he called 7 times--the first part contained stuff that we had already discussed. The latter part (which I didn't hear) informed me a military investigator would be calling me. This will teach me not to hit *D before I listen to an entire message.

So, when said investigator called me at home last night (while Mr. Wonderful was still playing Playstation with D10), I was a little shocked.

The guy asked if he could visit with me for 15-20 minutes, so I gave him directions to my office. Knowing that Mr. W. was not up for clearance reinvestigation (he had to do that after the DUI last year), I asked him why he needed to see me?

It seems that somehow, his program was informed of our separation and he needs to talk to me about this.

So as I talked to this man, Mr. W. remained calm and relaxed and even happy. As if there was nothing odd or remiss about this call. Maybe that's true.

After I hung up with the man (who will be here in an hour), I sat down and started eating my dinner once again. I commented, "Mr. W. do you think this is odd?"

MW: Still playing Frogger. "No, it's routine."

Me: Routine to separate, routine if you're getting ready to file, routine if you want to keep your job? "Wouldn't he consider that I might be a really biased party?"

MW: Still acting as if this is a convo about making plans to go grocery shopping. "You know that they want all the details on my life. It doesn't concern me at all."

Me: Why not? You aren't concerned that I could be bitter or resentful and make your job really uncomfortable? "Okay."

I have been mulling it over overnight. I'm not worked up about it, but it still ticks me off that I'm expected to be honest and he doesn't seem concerned about it.

Now I know why: Freedom of Information Act allows him to access what I say about him. Furthermore, he knows that I won't deliberately sabotage his career--because it affects me and the girls.

I really wish I knew what this all means. I really feel a little discomfort with this new cog in the wheel.... In the meantime, he hung out at the house longer than usual--he finally left at 7:30, when D7 brought him his coat!

I have to tell you I started laughing out loud on that one (uh, so did he) and I commented, "Looks like she's trying to tell you something!" He snickered and said (while putting on his coat), "I guess she is! Thanks, D7!"

UGH, I really wanted him to leave after I got home from working out last night. He's really driving me bonkers.

That's it from my side of the ocean.

TTFN!