Those of you in the know, no, things with my spouse are NOT good. Not good at all. Things in fact are spiralling toward that porcelain hole which is the end of this long chapter in my life.

But I'm trying to keep an eye to the sky and hope that God knows what he's doing. If this is necessary, I'll surrender to his will. But I wish it wasn't, and the wife would grow up and stop acting like a jailer and act like a wife again.

So instead, I'm treating the time period as a vacation. She won't sleep with me or talk to me? That means i"m actually getting rest for a change (and no, it doesn't mean she f***s me all the time -- she just snores like tractor). And that she's not screaming at me every other minute, which is enabling my memory to recover and recall systems long dormant to start functioning again.