Hey all, I am no longer just the wife, but keeping the handle anyway. Been round these pages since summer 2000. Ready for the quick background? Hubby big perv, was getting rid of him in spring 2000, tried the one last shot July 2000, two weeks later the big perv falls off a building in a construction accident and almost (but just not quite) dies. So I get the bugger back to walking and talking, bust my bum being mama nursie. Oct 1 he throws a vaccum cleaner at me (violence resulting from brain injury & severe depression) and the policers take him to the padded rooms of the place people go to rest. He gets out 2 wks later and comes home. I am nice helper lady again and he freaks again. SEE YA. The policers bring him back to the resting place again and I realize that I can either take care of the perv for the rest of my life and put myself and S - 8 and D - 3 1/2 in danger or get a life and put the [censored] in a nursing home. YEA ME - I GOT MYSELF A LIFE, and a lawyer! Feb 11 is the day I am finally a real person again (pre-trial), and he gets supervised visits 1-2x a week 3hrs. So there I go on to Divorcing/Divorced. If anybody wants some of that great old sex advice Carolina Belle and I used to go round bout, you now know where to find me.
Elizabeth no longer just the wife but a meaningful member of society.

Read before posting. BYE folks not by folks. Duh. maybe his brain injury is rubbing off....