D-Day

Domestic abuse. Restraining order. Emotional distress.

Oh, I know what you're thinking, just another Monday night at Ted's house, right? Well, you'd be wrong, smarty pants. Actually, I was in Superior Court this morning with Josie, pouring over a long list of court cases being heard that day. And at the bottom of that list?

You heard it here, folks. After seven years, it was finally D-day for our little extended family. I was no longer going to have both a husband and a wife.

And what were Josie's feelings on such a momentous day? After seventeen years of marriage, five years of dating, and nine months of engagement? After having raised three kids together? Almost losing one of them? After countless arguments and thousands of happy memories? After losing the best dog man has ever known? After having to endure the pain of having her throw away my summer sausage after only six months in the refrigerator? After so many game parties, games of Wolfie played, visits from Mitch? What is it that Josie had to say, on such a day?

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