Well, today is a good day so far. After the W was out with the OM last night, I thought it was going to be a bad day. I actually did a bit of a backslide last night because like my old, controlling self, I asked her what she did when she got home (she already told me where she was going and what she was going to do before she left; going movies by herself, something we used to do all the time when the kids were younger). She picked up on my reason for asking the question and either lied once again, or told the truth, I can't tell anymore, and said "I went to the mall, got something to eat and went to the movie." She even went so far as to include a timeline (which is when I knew I made a mistake) She the followed with a terse "You know, sometimes I DO need time to myself once and awhile." BS, I thought but immediately her response slapped me back into DBing and I just moved the conversation back to how the kids went to bed and what we did while she was gone. Then I went back upstairs to continue being "dark". This morning, I woke up pretty sane and came to work. Wife just called to say that our youngest had his hand slammed in a door and complained that it happened because some insensitive guy ahead of her saw her and just let the door close on her and my son. Funny, as she's telling this story about insensitive people who see that harm is going to come to someone and can't even do the minimum to avert that harm, I am thinking of a large pot calling the kettle something... Of course, I said "That was pretty upsetting, huh. That guy was an a--." I asked if our kid was ok and she said he needed some ice. Then I asked if she was going to the gym today (where she meets the OM--she doesn't know I know that) and she said she wasn't in the mood. One more instance of either normal life continuing or not...who knows.
