STBXWW is comfortably ensconced in the townhouse. As I understand it form DS, it is already looking like a warm and welcoming home.
The movers did their thing of Saturday and yesterday was unpacking, and those little touches that make it a home. I declined the request to help out yesterday. To me, the risk of her trying to turn it into a “young couple moving into their 1st apartment, with much fliting, eventually ending up on the rug” episode was just too great. Instead I asked my 3 best friends (all husbands of her best friends) if they would step in for me and take care of the things needing a man’s hand. They happily agreed.
DS said he would be willing to help and DD thought that she might want to, but after a small incident as we arrived, she no longer wanted to stay. Dad and DD then drove to the restaurant in the estate for a cake and coffee moment. After this DD and I went for a walk in the estate.
In a thread in “general” I had been accused of expecting WW to just roll over “and being happy with whatever scraps she was offered”. Just in case there are any others that feel that way, let me share a little about where STBXWW is living, all bond free.
The estate has a plethora of fountains and water features. Pebbled pathways. There are sculptured hedges and manicured lawns. In almost every beautiful and shady spot there is a well-positioned “antique” concrete bench. The estate is awash with flower beds, dedicated to in-bloom annuals, which are replenished well before they wilt. Currently these are filled with vibrant red and orange poppies. There are nooks and alleyways, and Romeo and Juliet balconies. 3 clubhouses, each with a pool. An upmarket Italian restaurant that also delivers to the door. A gym, a spa, a hairdresser and a beauty salon.
This is that future that she stole from me. This is where we were going to grow old together. Where, having earned the right to leave the busyness of life behind, we would be able to sleep in just a little every day. Where we could linger a little longer in bed. Just two aging, but still elegant bodies, given a little more vigour, simply by the warmth of close proximity. Where I would bring her a breakfast tray of poached eggs and potato rosti, orange juice and frothy black coffee. In a vase on the tray, a single rose, cheekily stolen from the estate garden. Where we would spend whole days on one of those benches, me reading, her writing. Where we would get to watch the grandchildren playing on the swings in the park. Where I would lie on the trampoline with DD jnr, spotting cloud shapes in the sky. Yes, Sunday morning was an all too graphic a reality of the future that was brutally wrenched from me.
Fortunately for us the day improved a little. DD was invited to go to see a movie with a friend of hers who I have been assisting on another matter. Before they left for the movies I got to introduce DD to a recently made acquaintance, with whom I then got to enjoy a lingering lunch. Let’s just call her MMS for now. MMS sees why I am such proud dad. MMS listened to my rant about my stolen future, teased me ruthlessly about my schoolboy crush and gave sound advice on other issues that she understands are challenges for single parents.
One future might have been stolen, but we will just craft another.
And for all of you who’s “rebound relationship” alarms are going off right now, I think that there is fair certainty that there is no relationship chemistry here. For now I think it is just jolly good, warm friendship.
Steadychevy, I have pondered a little on your question regarding STBXWW’s personality type. I don’t know what it would be in terms of Myers Briggs. Never seen a result but I do know that we were complimentary personalities. Her extrovert, me not. Me analytical, her, spontaneous. My first thoughts were, “whatever her profile, I am certain that there would be a million wives who share the profile and did not choose to cheat”. I then recognised that thinking it through a little more might help me get closer to a why. I am doing a little more digging on that. When I get to the point where I am able to have a conversation with her sometime, I will definitely pursue that a little more. Thanks for the thought.
Used2bhappy and Odonna, I am trying my best not to read the trice daily missives. Stumble once in a while and then hate myself for it. Getting better at it. Not yet perfect. Will get there. I now know that they are nothing more than part of a carefully crafted marketing plan. Any of you in marketing will recognise it. Using all media threads to build a picture that you want your target to believe. Setting a theme and then constantly building on it. She has never not succeeded in a campaign. I must be driving her nuts.
Hopefully the next update will be when the D is final. Getting so much great support from the good folk in D/S.