When your
love life is in ruins, the weekends just
suck. My children were at
grandma's this weekend, so my wife and I had the weekend to ourselves. Of course we argued, about nothing of course, and the weekend was shot.
I wish I could move away, to a different state, to another place, without doing even more harm than staying does. I told my wife last night that I would stay, that I wouldn't move to Austin, TX this weekend. Why? There is no marriage left, no intimacy, no emotional involvement.
Yet another day. I love my job, and I dread going home in the evenings.
Are there any Washington, D.C. Everythiningians out there?