I've decided, as I sit here waiting for my ragtag mix of a moving crew, that this is a War of MLC vs the Spouse. And the spouse gets a lovely midlife reboot because of it. This war requires strength, patience, bravery, and some major ongoing strategic analysis. There will have to be a bit of behind the scene politics. A bit of espionage. Victories and defeats, small and large. And, at some unknown time in the future, a peaceful agreement to either unify or co-exist. But its a war, not just a battle. And wars last a long time, with many battles and cease-fires.
Right now, we are in a cease-fire. Relatively peaceful, no R talk, but I'm planning my next moves forward. Not knowing what H is doing behind the scenes or under the radar, I have to be ready for anything. I've lost a lot of ground, a few key properties, and a few allies. But I've gained new allies and acquired much more knowledge and skills. I'm resetting my headquarters. I'm in this til the end, and I'm a "never say die" type of gal.
War is hell.
Ok, I haven't had much sleep, and I'm being a bit silly today. But seriously. H is making jokes about bringing vodka and lighter fluid to help me move (he is NOT helping me move). I can afford to be a little silly and warmonger-ish today.
M-51 H-54 2D-27 and 25 M-26 yrs Bombshell and IHS 7-29-15 He moved out 10-3-15 D filed 1-27-16 D final 10-27-16
