Final Decree

It came in the mail today comlpete with gold seal of approval or whatever that stamp means. I guess what it really means is that I'm finally, really, totally unmarried.

On the other hand, last night, I invited Trish to move back here with us.
No, I don't think I've totally slipped off my cam. You see, she's been having work troubles and told me she was giving notice. Apparently, several others were going to do the same. Not many flower shops can afford to lose two or more designers as well as assorted other workers all at once.

Anyway, with the recent cuts in her hours and various expenses building up and her car needing maintenance plus other difficulties she has hinted at but not yet confided in me, she seems to be having a rough time. I just thought it might be helpful if she was here where she could find a steady job, get her car fixed and catch up on things. Then she could find her own place, possibly in the area so that she would have more contact with the kids. As it is, she can't even call to say hi.

I guess I overestimated her distress or underestimated her desire not to admit defeat and/or live with me/us. She thanked me but said it wasn't that bad yet.
Oh, well. It's simpler here without her. I was just trying to be helpful.