In therapy this past tuesday, I said to my wife: "I really don't want to be married to you anymore. There have been just too many hard times, too much difficulty, too much hurt feelings. That being said, I die a little bit every time I come over to pick the kids up and you are sitting in the bathroom crying. Or I call to check on the kids and you start crying on the phone and the kids see you crying and then they cry. I can't stand to see you in so much pain. So I'll come back home."
And she said, "Ok, I'll take it."
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I just can't fathom this. First of all, my wife would respond with something along the lines of, "Like hell you will. I don't want your pity. Eat a ####."
But mostly, I don't get being that desperate to be with someone who just told you outright that they don't want to be with you.
Remind me: how old are your kids?
yeah, I was really expecting my wife to be like: "to hell you are coming back just for that." So she called my bluff. My wife can really be hilarious some times. I'm taking this with as much humor as I can.
My kids are awesome. My son is 12 and effing rocks the house. I love this kid so much. He's funny and strong and smart.
My daughter is 10. In fact, just had a birthday party yesturday afternoon with 17 other screaming 10 year old girls, and my son, who was loving all the attention he was getting. My kid sister just put a bunch of pictures up on facebook. I'm going to tag a bunch in a second.
That reminds me . . . my 29 year old kid sister has been living with me for the last year. We've got a basement apartment. It's been awesome because she gets to hang out with my kids, particularly my daugther, who idolizes her. Plus, she's gorgeous (meaning she has gorgeous friends, which are always nice to look at when they come over). And I've gone out drinking more in the past year than in the previous 5 combined.
You guys have my permission to friend my sister on facebook, and make up some ridiculous story about how we know eachother.