It is rough doing this. My suggestion to Mrs. Ray was to save her money. By underlying theme is to keep close and work on getting her to "come around". No, not that simple, but it's a quick phrase.
My pastor used a word picture like this: a squirrel in a park. You offer them a nut, and the squirrel will approach you hand, even nibble a bit. But if you move the slightest twitch, the squirrel takes off.
Diary
I came home, and cooked dinner for two. Mrs. Ray came in later. I pointed out the meal, and she got out a bowl and had some cereal (she likes cereal for supper sometimes.)
In a short time, we began talking. My feelings are Mrs. Ray has "tons" of anger built up. I try to be accommodating, but Mrs. Ray is constantly accusing me of dishonesty, hiding things, controlling by my words/promises/actions. On the other hand, I'm trying my best to be like the guy in the park with a nut for the squirrel. But whatever I say, Mrs. Ray has a fresh accusation.
We agree that because of our schedules, we really won't be interacting much until Sunday (three days), so by then maybe we can work out some stronger ground rules of living together as roommates, but without killing each other.
Thanksgiving weekend coming up
Because of the breakup, Mrs. Ray and I will be going our separate ways for Turkey. Thursday, I go to my son's place. (He's single – it's the two of us) Mrs. Ray heads for the coast and her daughter (She's recently divorced – it's the two of them.)
Cliffhanger
By then Mrs. Ray will have talked to some people, and I'll have talked to some people. I wonder how we can survive living as roommates, or will Ms. Ray move out? Come back Sunday and see….
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