This is so weird to me how W can have me there helping at the dentist and be so much a part of her life but still want to S.
But really at the dentist we sat there in the office for two hours and she said nothing to me for the first hour and I said nothing. We just looked at magazines. Then near the end she starts to ask how it was going with buying the house I was looking at. So I answered her questions. But really it is no different then when we first got married. We, I thought, were the type of couple that didn't have to say a lot to each other to say a lot to each other. Just being there with each other quiet was to me contentment. And like at the dentist office we were both there for our kid getting things done for him.
We get home and there is a note that a letter that needs to be picked up from the post office, it needs a signature. W tell me oh that must be the letter from my lawyer for you. I say why couldn't you just give it to me. She blames it on the lawyer. I don't want to pick up the letter so I put the notice out of sight. This morning she finds it and puts it out in plane view again.
This is so frustrating, I have no intention of getting this letter. Its frustrating that she can force things along, it frustrating that her parents have paid for this lawyer for her.
It frustrating that she lined up a couple of realtors to look at the house yesterday. And she is excited for this, she wants to talk about it and what we can do to make the sale even faster.
What the F is going through her head to think this is the best thing ever? I understand that WW will not stop till they get what they want. And to hear that the agent has people that want to live in the area and think the street we live on is amazing. Well yes that is why we live here.
What does my W want that I am not giving her? It is all right here for her. I just don't understand it.
So she leaves this morning for a six hour drive to visit family for two nights/ three days with the kids and with out me. this is the first time I have not gone. She is telling the kids I cant go because I have to work. Makes me look bad.
And she leaves a list of stuff that needs to be done to the house to get it ready for sale. This is all a joke, my life is a joke. I mean life throws so much bad stuff at you, most of which W and I have gone through and now she decides to make some bad stuff on her own, because the world didn't give us enough to go through?
Me late 30's W mid 30's T 15, M 10 S4, S7 ILYBNILWY June 2015 In house S July 2015 W rings off Oct 2015 My ring off Feb 2015 Separate houses June 2016