A Phone Call

Update 5:50PM Wednesday evening. Just left client's office. SLIGHTLY Revised

I am going to another meeting. It is my wife's Outpatient Rehab Program- it's Wednesday, so it's family night. My wife has never attended this family night program. I have. I have attended this religiously - every single Wednesday including the Wednesday before Thanksgiving and the Wednesday right after New Year's Day.

It's been about 12 weeks of Wednesday night meetings.
But it's supposed to be Family Night.
Where is your wife Joe?
She is MIA.
Why is this Joe?
I am not sure Sherlock. Why don't you answer that question?
May be she's too busy?
Nope. She doesn't cook Sherlock. We also have babysitters. (Not for us to go out however)
Geez, Joe what's it mean?

Duh.

Why am I here? Alone? Again? Because I am an idiot. Maybe not. Maybe I want to get some guidance. Yep. That's it. Truly I do. But I do stick out like a sore thumb. No spouse. No body.

Anyway, so back at the ranch . . .
I received a phone call from her best friend today. She said, "So Joe, what's been going on? How are things going?"

I let her know what I thought. I told her somethings, that my wife had told her, but had subtley distorted to make me look like the bad guy. I should just say, "She lied." Subtley distorted, bull. I told her a different story that suddenly made sense to her. She didn't want to hear the truth and had to go - the phone was ringing from her children's school. Yeah right. The truth is hard to find wrong. Funny thing, that my wife was drinking a few weeks ago. But she forgot to mention that she picked up our 10 year old daughter and dog and drove her down to the store hitting curbs and sending dog across the car after making wild turns.

I could tell she was sniffing around. I guess someone reading this would say, "Sniffing around? Duh. Of course she was." Is this true? You think?

At the Family Meeting . . .
I am going to state how I feel tonight. I will not be labeled or made to feel bad or guilty. But i am not sure how I feel. I just want to leave - move on. Except I have a 10 year old.

See you later.