F--- man... sounds like a fantastic weekend, at least relative to the hellhole the rest of us are in. All that positivity from W !!! Gysus.
But you point out something that I experience -- the schizophrenic nature of a slow-boiling D. You don't boil the lobster by slowing turning up the heat. The lobster is dunked between hot and cold water repeatedly til it dies.
Sometimes I just sit back and look at all of us sitting together having a meal or playing a board game or just watching kids do what they do in the livingroom and I feel like I've freaking lost of mind. Wait, what? We're going through a D-I-V-O-R-C-E? Why the F*** FOR??? It's all so good, right here, right now!
Then the kids go to bed, and it's just my W and me, and we're like two ghosts living in different dimensions. W exudes dark dissatisfaction, like I do not belong in her version of the universe. And I walk about the house like a lost ghost, looking to find my own damn universe where a spouse has her head screwed on straight, sees reality for what it is, and loves me and the kids for all that we are.
Me: 50, MLC/WW 45 Young kids Nov 2015: BD1 Apr 2016: BD2 Jan 2017: W filed Feb 2017: D final