Second, I'm finally coming back to update, with much long overdue news. H and I are separated... ... but by circumstance rather than choice. In a rapid series of events I applied for and got a promotion that has taken me to Denver... where incidentally I was looking for a job when my marriage crisis called me home. H loves the mountains, so he's all for it, but someone had to stay back and finish the renovations on the house. I only gave three weeks notice at my old job, and have been out in Denver for two months now. Alas, the week I left, the city sewers backed up into our basement, and it has taken my H two months just to get the house back to the point it was before.
Since my H is ex-military, I keep treating this kind of like he's been deployed, and he seems to like that support from the homefront type of attitude. In the meantime I am living with my parents in Denver, which is okay. My parents are really neat people, and I have a lot in common with them. My dad and I like WWII movies and swing music. My mom is up for just about anything. I admit that they do hound me a bit about things, usually the computer or mom's scrapbook project. I finally explained to my mom that I'd like to get half way down the stairs before she starts shouting "Come see how my new page looks?" I will shortly be explaining to both of them that I am not personally responsible for making sure they know how to use their computers. Some days I think I'll scream if I hear one more question like, "but why does it put my picture in the file when I want it in the folder on the window?" WTF???
Nonetheless, for Mother's Day, I did indulge my mom by spending two hours resizing, enhancing and printing photographs for her to put in her scrapbook. I think that made her happy, and I can always hang out in my room when I need a little space.
At my new job, I am happy as a clam. I know there is a certain amount of honeymoon period, but for the most part I think I am working with people who like and respect me and have reasonable expectations. This is a huge change from my old job. I even have a peer where I am working now, so that I can commiserate, and it turns out we have a lot in common. The best part is that I am happy to be there everyday, and no one seems to think that me being happy is going to ruin their day or threaten productivity.
My Italian group is going through a bit of a transition with having me as a long-distance leader. I adopted a Denver Italian group a couple of years ago, so I've been working on making connections to expand this group here.
That's all my big news. My H is getting a little moody the past week, but still misses me and still wants to be married to me. I did DB today, as H was being unhelpful and accusatory when I called him to ask for some information. He hates not to be helpful, so naturally he jumped on my case about how I should know this stuff and he doesn't have the information anymore, because he threw it away, et cetera. I didn't get off topic or get worked up, I just got the discussion to the point where I could ascertain that he didn't have the information and then got off of the phone thinking I'd talk to him tomorrow. A few hours later, he called back... no apology for being surly, but being an "acts of service" person, he went to our storage unit and dug through it to find the information (which he apparently didn't discard). I skipped mentioning his inconsistent statements, thanked him for going to look for the information, and ended up having a very nice chat instead of an argument.
Hope y'all are having a nice day, and taking care of yourselves. --z
... but by circumstance rather than choice. 
In a rapid series of events I applied for and got a promotion that has taken me to Denver... where incidentally I was looking for a job when my marriage crisis called me home. H loves the mountains, so he's all for it, but someone had to stay back and finish the renovations on the house. I only gave three weeks notice at my old job, and have been out in Denver for two months now. Alas, the week I left, the city sewers backed up into our basement, and it has taken my H two months just to get the house back to the point it was before. 
