Hi Dawn, it's always so good to hear from you! and your insights are so helpful!
Quote: A unfair as it seems, I think that your h counts on you to be the rock. He is following your lead. When you start to have doubts, he naturally has doubts.
I never ever considered this, it never entered my mind. that would indeed explain why he gets "irritated" when I express any uncertainty. Perhaps it scares him into thinking that I'm going to dump him after he finally (he says) got rid of her ("gave her up" in his words, from Jan. 28, 2005, LOL, I can just about tell you the date of any statement in the last 2 years that struck me as significant)
Quote: He really does like what he sees...(it's obvious from all the SEX you guys have! LOL)
ummmmmm, I hadnt really thought of that either, because I still see all the fat I need/want to lose. however, it's either that or he's really been sex-starved (hungry maybe, but I don't think quite starved) or he's the worlds horniest 50-year old. Or maybe some of all? anyway, the amazing thing is I'M having a great time...living well is the best revenge. hmmm, if ow only knew. I believe H must be so interested because he likes it, I'm careful to more follow his lead now rather than be aggressive, although sometimes I make unexpected suggestions, partially for the fun of seeing the shocked look on his face .
Quote: Detachment doesn't make you blind, it allows you to be aware without over-reacting, without triggering bad habits. If you allow yourself to stew over it (or do anything else like mention it to h or become clingy or needy) then I would say that you are too attached.
hmmm, this helps too...I'm not reacting in any way except to think to myself "how pathetic" and "how stupid does she think I am?" so, I guess I'm doing ok in that department, although sometimes I do feel a twinge of irritation at it/her.
the ring also irritates me. One things for sure, I'm NEVER buying that kind of lotion again. I cant stand the smell of it anymore.
ah, I have to mention I continue to pursue my GAL efforts...Golf lessons start either the 19th or 20th, depending on which night I decide to go. I got a letter about them last week, had opened it and left it on the kitchen counter when I read it, with NO ulterior motives, I must say, and H read it and said "oh, are you going to do these now? kind of quietly, but with out protest. told him I was planning to, just had to figure out the schedule.
The pony was soooooo hard. he was D's pony, 22 years old, and his mother was MY pony before I ever started school. He'd been sick for a month, slowly getting progressively worse. We thought it was a condition called "founder" which ponies can get easily, but he just got worse and worse inspite of medication and treatment. Last Thursday morning he would get up and then just almost keel over, go right back down; I called the vet and met him at 1:30; by that time his face and neck were becoming paralyzed and his chest muscles as well, affecting his breathing...the vet asked if he'd had his rabies shot...we are about the only people I know who give rabies shots to their horses here, but we missed it last fall because of schedule conflicts, etc., so besides having him put to sleep, we had to have him tested for rabies, which I wont go into, it's quite gross and upsetting. Then we had an anxious two days before we found out the test was negative. The vet believes he had developed a brain tumor. Sad, sad, sad...he was ornery and pretty worthless, thought he was a dog (literally, FIL kept him for us for a while once, and he got out and chased cars down the main street of their little town) but we loved him and his antics. Even H said how hard it was, especially since he didnt get to say good bye. And I really feel sorry for S, since we lost his lizard about a month ago. sigh....
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