The reason for this post though is this -- divorcing W. I spoke with the counselor tonight. She and I talked it through, and she helped me develop a course of action for talking to W and not backing down. Now all I have to do is find someone to keep N this weekend, and I'm all set to have the Big Don't Back Down Boot His Ass Talk. I suggested and the counselor agreed that it would be best if N was out of the house for long enough that we would not only have time for the talk, but time for W to chill out a bit and hopefully be willing to deal with this situation rationally. Surprisingly, I cried not one tear as we discussed how to present it, how to stand firm through the questioning, the begging and the threats. Maybe I'm just all cried out for the moment. Now that I think about it I do believe that I only cried once all day today. Not bad for a low day.
So. . . anybody want a nine-year-old boy for the weekend? He doesn't eat much, and if you sit him down in front of the video games he'll leave you alone for hours. Think of it as your charitable donation of time for the month.
And here's a little tune somebody suggested I listen to today. I liked it so much I thought I would share it here: