Just the mood changes. And see my post...it's like f'ing clockwork.

Except lovely Aunt Flo decided to take a vacation...

Still hasn't come back

But all the tests were negative

If it was positive...it would not have been my husband's child

I am 99.999999999999999999999% sure we are getting a divorce.

I left a letter in my fire safe and gave him the key, told him to open it when our daughter is at daycare and he has someone for support.

I left my ring, with a copy of The Bachelor movie, and told him he has two choices:

a) Divorce
b) Propose to me on the top of the Eiffel Tower in Vegas. %#@&#! or get off the pot already, it has been nearly 8 f'ing years you can decide something for ONCE In your life, and you get 6 weeks to decide it

Depending on how I feel when I get out, I may or may not say yes.

My backup plan is to move in with my parents and help with my dad with Alzheimer's.