Ok, Tim, I know this is probably too late to help you but it still applies no matter what. The thing to realize here is that she's still flying a full bomber right now. I know my W is and it's one of the things I use to keep my expectations low or non-existant. I am waiting for the next one to drop (like, "well, I lied, it is physical and always has been) any minute now. Hell, I assume she will serve me with papers before a love note. I am not being pessimistic here, just realistic about where my W is and where I may need to be to deal with her. I love her with all my heart but I also realize that it's very dangerous to let her play with that organ right now. She's just as libel to slice it in two as care for it. What I am saying is that if the sh!t didn't hit the fan tonight and you still have something worth fighting for, realize that it's you as much as the R. I feel like I know you a little bit and I hope you can make it through this latest act in the crazy play we're all staring in.
