I had a great weekend. Now 4 weeks away from 1/2-marathon. Got in a good, but tiring, run. Took the kids for ice cream. Got a haircut - I look like a stud. Managed to stay civil with W the whole weekend. Did not snoop or pry. Was really detached.
Now suffering from the Monday morning blahs. I can't seem to focus on my work today. I think I expended so much energy GALing and PMAing on the weekend that I started my week emotionally and physically exhausted. I am overwhelmed by the work I need to do, and could easily have started chipping away at it. But...I...just...could...not...do...it.
Finally got 4-way meeting with W and out Ls scheduled. Not as soon as a I wanted. As terrible as D is, I really want to move forward with D so I can finalize new living arrangements. Living under same roof with W is very hard.
Interesting: over the last few weeks, I have a feeling that there has been a subtle almost imperceptible shift in our post-BD relationship. I think I now see W more clearly - warts and all, and W is starting to realize what a great person she is D'ing. I don't know if this is a transient anomaly in the pursuer-distancer dynamic, but it sure feels good.
