Where the heck are you get the sand from in South Dakota? That must be some expensive sand
BTW, you are full of it, as I have been noting on several threads in this forum... Lookout, I am coming after you....
UD
The 3 laws of DBing:
1. PMA is critical to DBing.
2. Since drop in WAW's PMA leads to drop in LBS's PMA and vice-versa detachment is critical.
3. Validate to raise WAW's PMA and GAL to raise LBS's.
Thank you Jill for your very sweet comments. When the Michigan DBers roadtrip to ND we can play a game of VB. Seeing as I have a five bedroom house that most of the time is only filled with me, two cats, and a small dog, I should have room for the group.
And to UD PPPhhht!!!!
I cannot believe that you would say such evil comments about me (or is it...I can't believe it took you so long to realize I'm full of it). Don't come attacking me like cobra. BTW the sand comes direct from the edge of the Missouri River. So there!
In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years. Abraham Lincoln
It is hard to fail, but it is worse never to have tried to succeed. Theodore Roosevelt
You call that sand? Last time I checked stuff that size was called pebbles?
Also, how do you manage to play beach-VB in South Dakota, wearing all those thick jackets and coonskin caps?
UD
The 3 laws of DBing:
1. PMA is critical to DBing.
2. Since drop in WAW's PMA leads to drop in LBS's PMA and vice-versa detachment is critical.
3. Validate to raise WAW's PMA and GAL to raise LBS's.
I've got a little vent. Yes, I snooped a bit, just curious what the X has been writing her friends about. She seems to be joining an elite group of women that are either divorcing or desperate to divorce. Her advice..."sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do." Isn't it enough to F..k up her own life without dragging down people that she considers friends. I don't think a person that is unhappy with their marriage should be treated to the excellent advice of the WAW.
I'm glad I peeked. She's still in a state where she is feeling entirely justified and considering divorce the ultimate solution. As though I'm surprised. But getting a peek at the way she thinks really helps me. Unless I saw something really convincing I couldn't possibly ever trust her with my heart. I think she's working on her own little bb. It's called divorcebuster busters.
Yeah, she called tonight....short chat. I didn't make any invites of any type and am not going to. She can have this life she chose. Good luck to her.
It's really nothing to me if she encourages divorce as an excellent solution. I'm sure they didn't need that much encouragement. I just think I realized tonight just how sick of her I am. It's time to stop standing with one foot in and one foot out. I think I'll put the other foot out the door.
In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years. Abraham Lincoln
It is hard to fail, but it is worse never to have tried to succeed. Theodore Roosevelt
You know how you are always talking about dreams? I had some really strange ones last night. The most scary one was that my first wife was sitting really close to me and just chatting pleasantly away and whispering in my ear. I woke up in fear.
I'm bummed. This morning I started the task of putting some of my XWs stuff away. She moved into a really small place so left alot behind. Obviously I couldn't put the piano away, but I took down some family pics of all of us together and a lot of her little decorative things. As hard as it was I took down pictures of her kids as well and boxed them up to give to her. The wedding rings went into a drawer. Don't know what I'll do with them.
My heart is aching today and I don't think that Beth is going to actually come over with the wine to cheer me up. I guess I'll get busy with the yard and then do something fun with the kids and take my mind off things. It will do me more good in the long run to put this stuff aside and maybe replace them with new stuff. I was also thinking it's about time I got a new family photo of me and the boys. The grim reality is my sons and I are the whole family once again.
I hope you all have a great weekend.
In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years. Abraham Lincoln
It is hard to fail, but it is worse never to have tried to succeed. Theodore Roosevelt
I just thought I'd say that dreams about your X being nice actually mean the opposite. It means that things aren't going very well.
Dreams sometimes work in reverse so if you aren't speaking in real life, you will be friendly in the dream. It's a way of balancing you out psychologically. If your life is rather short of good things, you will make good things in your dream.
If she was arguing in the dream, that is the time to be scared, as that usually means love, LOL.
I woke up to another dream w/ex yelling at me today. I've been having a similar dream 2-4x a week since I've started detaching from him. Funny part w/today's dream, ex had white streaks in his hair (he's aging, I guess!!) but there just isn't enough hair on his head in real life to be like that!!
Wes, the reality isn't 'grim'; you and the boys were always a family. The way I see it, me and my k's are family, and I 'chose' to share my family w/ex - he WA and therefore it's his loss, not mine. T
You're so right. It's not grim. It's wonderful that my boys and I are the family. Thanks for reminding me. Perhaps it's a better family than having my XW in it. Especially since I sincerely doubt she has sincere affection for them.
BTW, I lost my composure with the X today. After putting the stuff away, I realized that it really didn't matter if I was pursuing or not pursuing. Because I don't care. I should do what feels right to me. So I called and asked her voice mail if her son could come by today and that all of them were welcome if they wanted. THen the boys and I went on a long bike ride and had a fun extended lunch. She called right before we ordered and asked if we had eaten yet. I said we hadn't and they were welcome to join us. Of course she asked the kids who didn't want to go so obviously they didn't.
She indicated we should do something together so I called after lunch, but she didn't seem as interested. THen later when I talked to her she was at her folks. I said we were going to the movie, but she said "I don't think the kids are interested in that." I basically was sick of it...I said something along the lines of the "the only time I can see the kids is when you want a favor". Of course...not cool. She kind of cut the convo short (obviously) and she said "talk to you later." My response..."don't bother." and hung up.
I don't know what got into me. As I mowed the lawn though I found my happy place and realized once again that life without her is good.
In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years. Abraham Lincoln
It is hard to fail, but it is worse never to have tried to succeed. Theodore Roosevelt
Lookout, I am coming after you....
PPPhhht!!!!
