2010 Oct 30 Saturday This morning I went upstairs to make myself breakfast and Marian came out of her bedroom and was complaining that she didn't sleep well and that she was still sick and sore. A few minutes later the phone rang and she told me that a friend of hers from Barrie had just called her to tell her not to come up today as she had a bad cold. Surprised, I turned to her and asked, “Were you were planning to go up to Barrie (a 2.5 hour trip) today, knowing that you don’t feel well and have a sore back and neck? Why didn’t you call her yesterday and cancel your trip?”
She quickly replied that she did call her yesterday but that she wasn’t home.
I asked her if she called her friend to cancel her trip?
She came back with, “I called her twice but she wasn’t home and it was just her answering machine.”
I replied, “You are not answering my question, did you call her to cancel your trip?
She hesitated and then looked down and said, “No.”
I said, “I rest my case, you’re too sick and sore to do house work, but you’re not too sick or sore to go out shopping, or to see a friend that’s a 2.5 hour drive. You only pretend to be sick so that other people will help you do what you don’t want to do so that you can do what you want.”
At that I started to make my way downstairs, still talking, “Don’t expect me to help you anymore because you are a phony and a fake. If you don’t care about your Body when you’re sick and sore, why should I. You’re still doing what you did when we were married, and I’m through with that.” She didn’t say a thing as I saw her making her way to her room, and as I opened the door to my room, I heard her mutter something as she slammed the door to her room.