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Post by McRoomMate on Feb 16, 2017 1:20:42 GMT -5
So my W and I went out for "romantic" dinner the day after St. Valentines Day (she had a sports event to watch so we delayed one evening).
Here is the cherry on the cake. We get back to our House and she goes up to the Bedroom . . . I walk in and there she is in the "usual position" laying in our bed, she has her headphones on with computer laptop watching a long movie on NetFlix.
So I lay next to her and look at her. She pulls me close to her and gently caresses my arm. I feel like she might have mistaken me for the cat. She continues to watch her movie and gazes back into her laptop - I hear it thru her headphones. She starts to fall asleep as she pets my arm and then wakes up to reset the movie back where she fell asleep.
This goes on for about an hour and she falls asleep. In the morning, she gives me a big hug and cuddles as if she forgot something and regretted it - that is the thought at least that went thru my mind - I know it could be just my misguided imagination.
We are about 2 week out from a "Reset Sex" . . . before that it had been 18 months.
I got her 12 red roses - no card - she got me nothing at all.
The ironic thing was that I am sort of happy it worked out this way - I sort of cringed at the thought it myself if we went further. It had gotten so bad and been so long there was not even a Refuser because no one was bothering asking.
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Post by lwoetin on Feb 16, 2017 5:27:27 GMT -5
Have you tried getting rid of the cat? I watched Snowden on Valentine's, a romantic movie centered on a Rubik's cube.
Perhaps some spouses just like it once a month?
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Post by McRoomMate on Feb 16, 2017 5:34:00 GMT -5
Thank-you @lwoetin I am just wondering WHO might be the cat . . .
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Post by iceman on Feb 16, 2017 8:56:42 GMT -5
Sounds similar to my evening. We went out for a nice dinner. When we came home my wife actually went up to bed before me which is really unusual, and I had the passing thought that she might actually be thinking about sex. Silly me. When I came in the bedroom she was reading. When I climbed into bed she immediately stopped reading and rolled over on her side facing away from me. Message received ....
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Post by greatcoastal on Feb 16, 2017 11:55:26 GMT -5
My STBX and I had a unspoken agreement that it was just another day of detachment. The kids are old enough to not expect anything, there more interested in what their friends will do for them. The fact remains that my STBX can do whatever she wants, with whomever she wants, when ever she wants. There's still the issue of how much did it cost, and where is the money going.
Ironically my STBX had dinner meetings with clients on Valentines day? I have to wonder about that? One of the busiest days of the year for these fine restaurants, loaded with couples, and don't these executives have families to be with? I won't even mention it, I just let it go and was thankful to have the day to myself, recovering from the flu!
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Post by lwoetin on Feb 17, 2017 0:53:38 GMT -5
Thank-you @lwoetin I am just wondering WHO might be the cat . . . we adopted a cat that was hanging around our house. He is the sweetest cat, most of the time. He sleeps on my bed at my feet every night. He loves to sit or lie down on my wife during the day. But he gets aggressive and attacks her, leaving bruises and scratches when lunges at her, sometimes up to her shoulders. He is a beast, 15 lbs of muscle. I broke a broom hitting him hard trying to save our other cat from getting mauled. Our son would sit on him when he misbehaves. To answer your question, the cat to rid of is the one that endangers your well-being. |
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Post by McRoomMate on Feb 17, 2017 1:26:16 GMT -5
Thank-you @lwoetin I am just wondering WHO might be the cat . . . we adopted a cat that was hanging around our house. He is the sweetest cat, most of the time. He sleeps on my bed at my feet every night. He loves to sit or lie down on my wife during the day. But he gets aggressive and attacks her, leaving bruises and scratches when lunges at her, sometimes up to her shoulders. He is a beast, 15 lbs of muscle. I broke a broom hitting him hard trying to save our other cat from getting mauled. Our son would sit on him when he misbehaves. To answer your question, the cat to rid of is the one that endangers your well-being. Beautiful anecdotal analogy. I have heard and lived with "Fat Cats" (literally eat until they cannot walk or clean themselves) but I never heard of a beast muscle cat like yours. Your cat sounds more like a feline equivalent of a Rottweiler - almost big enough to dissuade burglars. In terms of finding THIS cat in particular . . . more soul searching I suppose is the order of the day and I sincerely appreciate the suggestion/advice. Thx! |
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Post by cc on Feb 17, 2017 20:42:26 GMT -5
It was the hardest Valentine's for me yet. Valentine's is also our anniversary. It marked 19 years of marriage to be exact. Of course, everyone was texting, sending us cards, calling to congratulate us.
He took a 3 day weekend, Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday. Why? I have no clue. I was never hugged, kissed, or spoken to. He didn't make any plans or attempts like in V day's past. I think he knows I am done. So, let me be fair to him. It just hurt. I needed to hear something anything. We spent the day before out to supper with the kids and to a movie.
I know I have been absent here. I have been clawing and fighting my way to not leaving him. Sigh.
I will say I woke him at 3 am crying after the 14th. He was in his room. I needed to let it out. To just say it outloud how bad I hurt. He just looked to the floor and said, "I know." He said he had realized he let the three days he took off for our big anniversary go unmarked and untended. He knew it when he did it. I wish he would have worked.
I am numb.
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