My wife is intentionally pushing my buttons.  My fantastic relationship with my kids has revealed that she's intentionally torpedoing me behind my back by telling them bullshit.  Unfortunately for her, they tell me EVERYTHING.

I just found out that she's been throwing away bills. 

I was stressed out and pissed.  I asked Lisa to meet me for a cup of coffee after work so I'd have somebody to talk to.  Being with an attractive, intelligent woman that I have some respect for is a refreshing change from my troll-wife's occasional appearance at my house.

I was making food for the kids before I left, because troll-wife certainly won't lift a fucking finger to do it.  Suddenly, half way through making spaghetti, the gas cuts out.  I call the gas company to tell them about my interruption of service.  They tell me I haven't paid my bill in three months. 

Usually, whoever opens the mail pays the bills.  Not only did she not tell me she's given up paying the bills, she's been throwing out the mail.  Perhaps it's an attempt to damage my credit before I move out so buying a new home will be complicated.  Now we've got no hot water, oven, or stovetop.  I microwaved them some chicken nuggets and made them a fruit salad.  I was a little late meeting Lisa.

Troll-wife came home shortly after I left, said three words to the kids, and promptly left to wherever the fuck it is that she goes.

After hanging out with Lisa for an hour or so, getting a hug and kiss after walking her to her car, and picking up food for the kids on the way home, I felt a little better.  She's been broken up with her husband longer than I've been effectively without a wife.  I asked her how long it was before spending time with another man didn't feel like infidelity.  She said about a year.  Fuck...  I haven't even sealed the deal with her yet and it still feels like I'm doing something dirty.  My wife is dead to me and it's still weird.  A year... Fuck...

Lisa and I are going out on Saturday.  I'm taking her to a comedy show.  I think I'm ready to press the issue of advancing the relationship a bit.  I'm not going to try to jump her, or anything.  But I plan on discussing it.  She is smoking hot.  I'm lonely as hell and haven't been laid properly in a while.  I understand, that for most people, a month or two without sex is no big deal.  But for me, the body on body contact and sense of intimacy is what I'm missing.  Okay, maybe I'm missing the sex too...

I'm lonely as hell.  I'm in the habit of showing affection a lot.  It's an entire aspect of my personality that I've had to turn off.  It's not easy.

Fuck... A year?