And now I'm sitting on the couch, reading the DB forum chuckling to myself about some of the crazy things mine and other WS' say and do, and she sits down across from me and starts rubbing her feet against my feet. I just keep reading. She keeps talking. She would share a donut. We should get pizza. She read something funny on the internet.
I think my previous detaching wasn't as good as I wanted to think it was.
EDF,
Yeah, wayward spouses can come up with some of the most ridiculous stuff. Your statement reminded me of when my wife's grandmother was in a special facility for Alzheimer patients. One of the nurses said she'd like to write a book about all of the crazy stuff that goes on with Alzheimer's patients; she was going to title the book "Who Pooped in My Pants?"
I think a similar book could be written about wayward spouses. It could be titled "Who $hit on My Life."
By the way, I don't think detaching is ever really completed until the LBS stops talking about detaching.
