week 3, day 3

he's off the hook, i think. left no living sign of his indiscretions. thank god.

i feel like we're making headway. but then again, that's how i always feel.

i've been told to trust my gut. but i can't tell the difference between what my gut tells me, and what i want to hear.

he's been home on time. at least the last 2 times he's gone out. and he seems to be committed to this... again, i'm an awful judge of character.

accepted a new job offer. was excited about it. but today, i got word that i might get another, less exciting, but much more stable job.

the quintissential question... stability or your passion. with two small children and a husband who acts like he's a middle child... the stability job seems much more practical.

all told, today's been a good day. we haven't fought so far. i guess that's because i haven't tried to ask him anything and he has had no question to shut up about. maybe i'll leave today a good day. maybe i'll even be nice when he gets home from basketball. maybe its finally going to be better.

but i'm not holding my breath...