After over four years, the lady and I have split up. We just grew apart and learned how to push each other's buttons too easily. I still love her with every fiber of my being, but as Don Henley noted, sometimes love just ain't enough. We are at different points in our lives and have conflicting priorities. It's just not seeming to be fixable.

I am in a weird limbo land until she moves out. I'm trying really hard to be understanding of her needing to find a place, but it is also crushing me to see her everyday. She has promised to be out by May 1st. I don't know whether to rejoice or weep.

My biggest thing, though, is how to say goodbye to the pets. Anyone who has been around for a bit remembers Peeber. She is sitting in my lap as I type this, and it breaks my heart that in a few weeks we won't be snuggling on the couch anymore. Then there is Bailey, Melissa's husky that I have grown to love. He's such a loving boy. I know he will take good care of her and guard it all, but damnit, this sucks.

JT out...