I think it's a fair question. And one you can answer quite honestly and well, I am sure.
Oh yes. I think it's a fair question even if she's just concerned for herself. But she also has some moral standards in this area, and that's very appealing to me.
The answer's an easy one, of course. We gave relationship counselling a good shot, and it was clear it wasn't going to recover; when I came home Bec stayed in Philly; and it's now been nine months and we're both in different places now. But I like the way she asked.
I have to call the client from hell. Don't wanna. Want to go play with animals at the Wild Animal Park.
Me too! Because I am conscious.
my own growing reputation on the Eastern Seaboard as an omnisexual homewrecker
Tag change! Tag change!
As she drew nearer, the blank stare clarified itself into a death glare that could have felled armies.
I have to confess, I like that FAQ wife has a death glare. And a readiness to see off the groupies.
Death Glares are dead sexy.
You're not thinking of throwing that client to the lions are you?
Well I wasn't
before...
Me too! Because I am conscious.
We're meeting in about half an hour. Wanna come with?
except for the part of me that is all concern about my own growing reputation on the Eastern Seaboard as an omnisexual homewrecker
Hah! I'm highly entertained by the reputation.
my own growing reputation on the Eastern Seaboard as an omnisexual homewrecker
Wear it proudly.
Oh lands, yes. Maybe on a T-shirt.
Is it childish not to send your ex-husband a quick "happy birthday" email?
A couple of days ago he sent me an email saying, "I'm sorry to hear about the new lesion. If I can do anything, let me know." And I was sorely tempted to reply, "Well, you could have started by not divorcing me."
Divorce means that you are no longer in any way responsible for making him happy.
Wish him a happy birthday only if you feel like it.
Is it childish not to send your ex-husband a quick "happy birthday" email?
No. It's not. You are still finding your boundaries and comfort zone. It's not childish at all. You're trying to find normal.
A couple of days ago he sent me an email saying, "I'm sorry to hear about the new lesion. If I can do anything, let me know." And I was sorely tempted to reply, "Well, you could have started by not divorcing me."
Oh, honey.
We're meeting in about half an hour. Wanna come with?
Yes! I mean, I won't be, but I wanna. Have fun! Say hi to the burrowing owls. Oh, and the Californian condors. And the Pere David's deer. And the birds, pretty much all of them. And if any other animals look like they're missing me, say hi to them too.
