I finish a delicious dinner cooked mostly by my girlfriend tonight and pour myself another glass of wine. I'm only half listening to what she's saying about whatever as begin browsing unread threads on this site for probably the 10th time today. She's behind me when I realize I'm a few moments behind in giving her an obligatory "uh huh", and she says to me over my shoulder, "you know, sometimes I feel like that stupid web site is the 'other woman!"
I do, honestly, spend hours on this site and youtube, ebay, etc., constantly learning and finding new ways to spend money on my beloved bike. I don't feel guilty about, can justify it in my head a thousand ways, and it gets in the way of meaningful relationships and being a more productive human. Think I'm an addict? Me too. Cheers [beer]
And thanks to all those who contribute to this forum for the sake of my benefit and detriment, however you want to look at it!
Not sure if this has been posted before if so sorry
Wife’s Journal
Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a nice restaurant for dinner. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment on it. Conversation wasn’t flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but he didn’t say much. I asked him what was wrong; He said, ‘Nothing.’ I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said he wasn’t upset, that it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry about it.
On the way home, I told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly, and kept driving. I can’t explain his behavior I don’t know why he didn’t say, ‘I love you, too.’ When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem distant and absent. Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed. About 15 minutes later, he came to bed. But I still felt that he was distracted, and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep â€" I cried. I don’t know what to do. I’m almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.
Husbands Journal
Motorcycle won’t start…can’t figure out why.
Yeah I've seen that before but pretty much sums it up. God bless the women the put up with those of us who share this affliction: the fever for things that go (fast).
This thread couple be merged with the "how many hours have you logged" thread from last week. ;D
More like :'( for actual Days/weeks/months logged in.
Yep....
120 days, 17 hours and 23 minutes.
I am compelled to check this site several times a day.