Well it's pretty much official. My wife is now my ex-wife over jealous stupidity. She's they type that has 100 guy friends but anytime I would even mention the weather to another woman it would start World War 3.

Thought this last blow up was just another tantrum but when I left for the gym this morning she said to make sure they separated our accounts and we needed to go get some boxes to start packing her things. Truth be told we haven't been happy for quite some time. She's only pleased with me if I go to the gym then sit home all day waiting for her to get home so we can sit around and watch TV.

No sorries needed. Good riddance. Personally I don't need someone in my life to make me happy. It enhances it but definitely not necessary. Guess I'll have more time to work out.