Thanks for checking on me. I try to get on this board every few days and catch up on everyone's thread.
My sitch is still crazy. It has always been one of the crazier roller-coaster rides.
First of all, H went to court two weeks ago and pleaded no contest. He was put on two years probation and ordered to attend alcohol rehab classes (finally!!). Unfortunately, that's about the only good news I have to report.
I think when I last posted, H had begun to cycle more rapidly. He had been calling every few days and telling me he wanted to come home. He said we would start our reconciliation through more frequent phone contact. That lasted all of two phone calls. However, he did contact his lawyer about delaying the divorce. As of right now, it has not been rescheduled.
After the last phone call, three weeks went by with no contact. I figured he needed to back off, as MLCers tend to do when they think they are getting too close. So, H called last Monday night, quiet and depressed. Again (like usual), he couldn't / wouldn't talk much. He did admit that he loved me (only me) and still wanted to work things out. Nothing was said that was threatening in any way. Suddenly we lost our connection, so I waited a minute and called him back. This is how it went:
Me (teasing): "Hey, H, I thought for a minute you hung up on me".
H: "I did".
Me (stunned): Why?????
H: "I can't talk to you anymore".
Me (still stunned): "As in tonight, or never?"
H: "Never".
I was shocked, hurt and angry .. so I hung up on him. It was like I was in the middle of a twilight zone movie. However, my son drove by his house the following day and H was still in town instead of at work. I could be wrong, but I think the girl-child OW walked in on him talking to me so he hung up the phone. If that's what happened, it makes me even more angry with him.
So, I'm back to "does he? doesn't he?", but I'm caring less and less every day.
OTOH, they still haven't moved into H's new house. I had told him last month that if she moved in, we wouldn't have a snowball's chance of making it. It was a boundary I meant and I think he knew it.
