I've been sticking to my plan. I've done charity work 6 times in the last 20 days. I've done things that I've been putting off. I'm now down to a weight that I haven't been at since before our wedding. I wasn't severely obese, but I've managed to drop 20+ pounds. My clothes don't fit me anymore, so I spent $500 on new clothes. I even smoked cigars the last two nights--something the W wasn't that found of. Had a great time with my daughters over a long weekend.
One thing threw me off. I'm in a long distance sitch. I saw the wife briefly this weekend. Things were cordial, and I thought I saw a spark from her. I let my guard down. Today, it was back to more talk on divorce proceedings. I'm seriously detaching (I've cut the text messages and emails down to only responding when I'm asked a direct question) and hitting my 180s hard. I've cut down on social media. I don't post just to draw interest--although it's hard to completely ignore it. I can't say that I have any more hope. Probably less, but I'm feeling much better about myself.
