Is It Too Late?

[WillD78]

Not a lot to report here. Status quo, with a mild screw-up on my part. Of note the past week:

- I ended up paying the bills as usual. I decided on my own to continue to do so until W actually moves into her new place.

- On Saturday, W said she needed to stop by her new place for 30 minutes. She ended up being much longer than that and explained when she returned home that her landlord had installed new carpets and she needed to clean up the remnants. This prompted me to ask her politely and nonchalantly, "When are you going to move out?" Her reply was: "I don't know. I guess I should do it soon, though." I left it at that.

- Also on Saturday, we were invited to our neighbors' house for an impromptu get-together. W and Ds went ahead without me while I went for a jog. I arrived about 30 minutes later and played with my Ds and made small talk with the neighbors. W said she had to run home to drop something at our house and never returned. I returned later with our Ds and we tucked them into bed. I retired to the living room and W went to bed -- a first for her (she normally comes downstairs to wind down with cup of tea or glass of wine and some TV). In the morning she told me that a neighbor followed her into the kitchen at the get-together and asked W, "What's going on with you guys?" W explained to me that she was flustered and basically told the neighbor that she didn't want to talk about it and that this was what prompted her to leave the party. She told me that the question "upset" her and that's why she came home and didn't return. Like a dolt, I said, "Well, we will have to get used to people asking that question." She responded with something like, "Well, I just wanted you to know why I left." And we left it at that. I missed the perfect opportunity to explore and validate her feelings. Shoot.

- I am continuing to GAL and involve myself with D7 and D4 without W's presence. We are doing things more as a threesome, lunches, pool visits, and more. I think I find myself detaching. I no longer feel despair and desperation when W leaves to work on her new place to get it ready for moving. Perhaps this is successful detachment; perhaps I just keep myself busy with reading and being present for our Ds; or perhaps it is a form of denial because she hasn't actually pulled the trigger yet. I guess I will know for sure when she does that.

- Finally, I'm getting lots of texts from W today. Mostly about our Ds, but a few about a shared interest of ours--craft beer and a new one arriving on the scene in our town. I guess this is the friend zone. I let them sit for a bit and then reply as briefly as possible.

That's all for now. Love to all of you.