Honestly I dont know what I am going to do but I have stopped worrying about it. There comes a time when you just have to sort of deal with what is happening...or not. I am not willing to throw everything away because of Buck. I could, and there are a few people who think I should just toss the past 28 years away like a dirty sock, but I dont know that I can do that so easily. Maybe if I was healthier and able to still work for the next 15 years or so then I might be willing to consider leaving but in reality, I am simply stuck. Tony and I both need each other. We have woven our lives together in such a way that really neither of us can go. Its always been that way.