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That cold I had really wasn't all that bad. Not all that good, either. I'm just glad it's on its way out.
My daughter is incredible. First, she is in second grade and now reads at a sixth grade level! She also had to have some teeth pulled Friday evening. I was told that she was a brave little girl. She was certainly in good spirits when I saw her Saturday. We watched Catch That Kid, then some other shows before she started to nod off for a nap. Me and my wife got along fantastic. In fact, some of the things she bitched about the other day - like my having the audacity to ask for coffee - were totally gone.
As I put in the forums, though, my wife somewhat threw things out of whack (not like they were perfect anyway). While she did not say it would happen, she somewhat opened the door to a possible reconciliation.
I was a basketcase the rest of Saturday. I don't want to stop traveling on this path. Yet, the idea of going back home is wonderful. I told my shrink about it and she made it clear that I must choose the path that is best for me, otherwise I will be miserable. I would go back home for the one purpose of being with my daughter every day. But go back to being married? I'm not so sure because I have no intentions of giving up who I am. I have come too far. Plus, there would be so many restrictions on me.
I am going to keep living my life in this current fashion. My first order of business is to get my own place, a car, and really get my career moving forward. Who knows - I just might meet that one person who really turns me on. After all, I was told to go ahead and date. I would be better off finding someone like me, or who at least understands.
