Well, here's the latest.
I've been pretty angry this week. Monday afternoon I texted my WW to ask if there was a chance I might know if she would be in when I got home after picking DS up from school. Yes, a bad move, I know. She replied to say she was meeting a friend (female) for dinner in town (the friend paying) - but 'it's the ONLY arrangement I've made for the week as I'm well aware of our situation'. I took my boy for an ice cream and a game of football after school (the weather here has been glorious this week). That's when I spoke to my WW and she discussed that 'therapy' programme she'd been watching. She brought up her (yes, her) suggestion that we spent Thursday together (texting, 'You were vague about it at the weekend' - yes, I was as I didn't believe we had the same aims).
Anyway, I took DS somewhere for his dinner, went home, put him to bed etc etc, and did what craig2001 quite rightly surmised - I didn't so much 'worry' where my WW was as accept the situation and not let it raise my blood pressure. She rolled back in early for her - just before 10pm. But I'd heard nothing from her from around 4pm. Only knew she'd said she wouldn't be late.
In my situation, I guess I should take this behaviour as a marked improvement.
On Tuesday morning I had a text at work saying:-
Please call me! I'm a mess right now and I need to speak to you!
I called back about twenty minutes later and wasted a good hour of my (already short) working day talking to her and getting frustrated at her self-pity bullsh*t. She said the 'moment had passed' as if, because I hadn't called back the very minute she was 'a mess', it was my fault she wasn't now opening up.
I should say I think her being 'a mess' was in part a result of my 180. She can't cope when I sideline her, keep interactions to a minimum etc. She just doesn't understand what's going on (NOT that that's the point - I do know).
Later that day we took DS to his club after school where we were informed the OM had now put in an official request to join (I think I told you that we are moving away from the old club and the OM) but that he'd been turned down as the club is full. The good thing is the lady telling us is a friend and knows about the A, and they want our son at their club. Hopefully he'll give up very soon, if he hasn't already. The fact we're moving to this club permanently (meaning the Saturday morning too) has been out in the open since last Saturday so I'm sure - with or without my WW actually telling him - he's got the message by now.
We barely spoke on the drive home, or once home (this has been the usual pattern for our evenings over recent weeks. I've had so many baths I must be the cleanest BS on SI
On Wednesday I (again) picked up WW on the way to picking DS up from school, as we were invited to a 'tea party' in the school garden and she wanted to take him to an open-air pool after (it a was lovely & hot summer's day again). I was niggly and I think I argued (I say 'I' as I don't recall her saying much back - she kind of took it for once and didn't retaliate) with her most of the way to the school. Can't remember the specifics but I could have a good guess. At the school I just got out of the car and walked on ahead. I'm pretty sure it was noticed by at least one other parent. Anyway, we enjoyed the kids songs and cakes they made etc, and DS was pleased to see us. At the pool we bumped into a friend from school (her boy is DS's best friend) who sat down with me for a chat. I could just tell she knew something was up. I - stupidly, you may say - kept it to money worries and work. But people are not stupid.
I guess I was in a bad mood (all week) as I knew Thursday (spending the day together to deal with things) was going to be a waste of time. We had a bit of a row that night and I told her to forget it so Thursday morning I took DS to school but I confess I was hoping in vain she'd text me to say, 'come on, let's not waste this opportunity. I really want to work things out', but of course that text never came. I called her. Another mistake, I know. I tried to put the opportunity back on the table but, again, I let my anger come out. Then again, if her response had been more positive, it probably wouldn't have. I went to work.
I received the following (edited as it was a long one):-
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hang up on you! ... You're right about me not dealing with this ... I can't stand you constantly attacking me, I feel I can't be in the same room as you right now because of it. We both know what happened and it should be about how we move forward. I'm sorry I've hurt you, that makes me feel like shit that I've caused all this pain and suffering. I feel awful that this will somehow impact on our beautiful son
I want to try I really do, but I can't begin to tell you how messed up I feel from it all. And it is about my feelings too, how can I help you when I can't help myself right now???
Then...
I came in to speak to you last night as I just wanted you to hold me close and tell me everything will be alright! You were asleep though and I didn't want to wake you up, so I went to bed and cried myself to sleep. I know I don't deserve your patience, trust or support. But I really NEED you! You are stronger than me and I said before how amazing I think you are [+ blowing kiss smiley]
I didn't reply to either.
We wasted Thursday, which just added to my resentment. I tried to suggest we did something yesterday but my WW rejected that idea - to be fair, with some justification - we had an end-of-term school assembly first thing plus she had the fracture clinic (for her hand) late morning. We ended up being together most of the morning and managed to walk around the hospital talking sensibly for once. I went home to try to work from there (there was little point driving to work by now) for a bit. Got a few things done then was pleased when my WW called me saying she was done, as I'd half expected her to wander into town as she would've done a few weeks ago. I went back and got her. We went for lunch and again managed to discuss things like grown-ups, and some progress was made.
So, as it stands, my WW has suggested we do what we should have done on Thursday on Monday. Whilst things have been vastly improved between us, I'm well aware (as she is) that NONE of my requirements of her have been met (if she hasn't seen the OM in weeks, then it feels like 'by default' rather than as a result of my demand for NC). So I need to re-think what I need from her so I can put it to her one more time.
I'm well aware what I'm enduring right now. I KNOW this isn't anything like R. Don't worry about that. I feel a million miles from even the starting line. I know this could be hoovering on a grand scale, and it's very, very easy to get sucked in. I've stepped way back from the abyss over the last two or three weeks but I know I could be back there the blink of an eye.
But I do believe my WW wants us to stay together. I do. I just severely doubt she is strong enough to do the work necessary to get us to R. Then I guess I will know what that last solicitor meant with her analogy of waiting for a London bus that you realise is never going to come...
P.S. Again, please don't get frustrated at my inaction. Maybe my tale of living in limboland will help someone else. Putting it here helps me, anyway.