Last night in car W recieves a call on her cell phone from a mutual friend. He needs to know someone else's phone number. I suggest to W I may know the number he is looking for. W says no I need to look it up in my address book and promises to call mutual friend back. When she mentions whose number she is looking for (OM) I tell her the 10 digit number without hesitation. This blows her away that I could recite OM's number without hesitation. We have been fighting over her call OM for the last 3 years. How can she possibly be surprised that I know the number? Again time heals nothing but rather what you do with the time. We've obviously done very little. It certainly depresses me at times but I've done IC, MC and Steve Harley and nothing seems to pierce her fog. At least it gave me an opportunity to let her know how hurt I still am. The next hour was her complimenting me etc. All phony balony and down right juvinile. I wonder how long we can continue to circle eachother without ever connecting.

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WalkingOnEggs -

You're one of three people who I decided to look up in six months.... about six months ago. My theory was that if you had not gone into Plan B in between, it would likely mean that nothing at all would change in your situation -- unless you had filed for divorce. In other words, permanent Plan A means permanent pain.

So far, that theory seems to be correct.

So what would it take to get you to break some of those eggs and make an omelette? Or quiche? Or heck, just a big mess of scrambled eggs?