Unbelievable- but it is exactly one week since I left The Ostrich. I have realised a lot of things this week but the main was is that I helped him put his plan in place. The only thing he didn't expect was that I would be the one to leave my precious home. He told me it was only bricks and mortar- I said yes it is and packed my bags. I have not been back. Here's a break-down of my week.

Day One- took up the offer from a friend to go to hers. How I am blessed by such friends-she fed me, gave me a comfy bed and lots of wine! We talked and talked.

It is a year since my disengagement, and a year since I discovered StepTalk. I had a different name then so the original posts are gone. However, I know that very little has changed in that year but these are the main ones:

After I started my new blog only a week ago there has been some progress. Namely, DH is back in 'our' bed after an absence of six months!
I couldn't quite believe what happened, but without going into unnecessary detail he made a remark to which I had to respond and let him know that the decision to go into the spare room was entirely his own and that the decision to come back was also entirely his own. The conversation ended with him saying that yes, he would share a bed with me again. I at no point let him fall into victim mode.