In 2008, I pulled the plug on my relationship with Diana over her announcement that she was going away for a 3 day weekend to meet and stay with a guy she met on the internet, who lives in Michigan.
We never cohabitated - that was Diana's rule. And I pulled the plug without so much as a conversation on how I felt.
Three months later, I rebounded into a relationship with my 2nd ex. We had 8 years apart, the kids for the most part, now were grown, and I felt she had changed a bit. This did not please my kids, and ultimately lead to the boys no longer coming over, but I figured it was because they were growing up. I eventually moved in with Cheryl in 2010. She died in 2013. I still miss her. I didn't date or anything for the next year plus. My most drastic event was moving back from Willoughby, basicly as a money saving event.
Then, I gravitated toward a mutual friend. We flirted, she told people she was interested, and I feel I scared her off. She still seems squeamish even after no contact for 2 years.
It was at that juncture I rebounded to a darker sort of woman who was slightly attractive, yet, not in so many ways. It was these so many ways that broke us up - twice. We met in mid July, 2014. I immediately was struck by her strong sense of opinion and yet couldn't seem to break through the tough shell to fall deeper in love with her. In short, retrospectively, I think I was lonely. Long about the time of Cheryl's birthday, I broke things off. I couldn't be with her any more.
Time passed. We began to talk again. 5 months later, on St Patricks day, I let the loneliness get the best of me and relented to another try. It was supposed to go slow at first. By may, we moved in together as she bought a house. By July, a new homeowner, we dug into the work of making the place our home and moved in Mid September. By October, when her favorite Kitty died, we were already tearing apart at the seams. In November, she asked me to sleep in another bedroom.The end was nearly upon us.
By Christmas, she had given me an ultimatum: Make the relationship work; Try to co-exist as room mates; or Go our separate ways. I tried option #1. Make it work. It didn't. After a brief respite of animosity due to her heart surgery in March, her resentment and anger returned with a vengeance. I could never get past her screeching outbursts. To me, her argumentative ways drive us further apart. She felt it was her crying out for me to fight for her. I wanted no part of a lunatic, and in July, she took the first steps in breaking us up.
I succumbed to Option 2: Roommates. She became a Hermit in her room, closing the door and almost never talking to me. My photography became more important as my paying gigs increased.
On September 15th, she announced after dinner that she had a date the next night and to not wait up. She left for work Friday morning, not returning until some time after 4 PM Saturday, Since that date, (over 3 weeks ago), she's been home here to sleep only 5 times. Essentially, I have become a house and cat sitter. She's Dating Jaime Flores from Lorain and posting her whirlwind love affair on line to flaunt it in my face.
After the first week, I decided I can not be here any more. I was prepared to give her some form of notice that I would be moving soon, but she was never home. She would come in during the day, but never when I was here. As I mentioned, since 9/15, shes been home at night only 5 of the 21 days.
I secured an apartment back home in North Royalton. It seems the most like home, having lived over half my life there. The apartment should be ready December 1st (they're renovating it, so it'll be brand new). Water and heat are still included and the rent is just over half of what I had been giving Jude. I can now live WELL on the amount I gave her.... and that will include the Storage unit I have rented to hold the tools and camping gear!
Honestly, I can't WAIT to move! To be at peace when I come home will be... HUGE! After I am settled, I may even rent a garage for my car. Time will tell, but with very little in the way of home maintenance, I can come and go as I please. That too, will be HUGE!
Several of my "friends" have followed in her direction, so an attrition is in order. I find it insulting that they followed HER, when I introduced them, but, whatever...
So, NOW I TURN THE PAGE....
Rule #1 is in tact: NO MORE MARRIAGES! Rule #2, was destroyed, but resurrected: NO COHABITATION!!
The rest will happen as time goes on!
