[Lady Sidhe]

Hello, everyone. I'm not a member of the Cellar, and since I don't have a whole lot of time to spend online, there's really no point in me joining, so I'm just using Sidhe's membership to reply. I hope no one minds. It looks like a few of the men seem to think that I'm a psycho, but I'm not. I'm just trying to figure out what the heck to do, you know? I'm not trying to slam my husband...I'm just trying to work things out.

I just wanted to thank everyone who contributed. I didn't think there would be such an interest. Anyway, I think the best way to sum up the way I've been feeling is a poem, so I'll post it here:


I made a big decision a little while ago;
I don't remember what it was, which only goes to show
that many times a simple choice can prove to be essential,
even though it often might appear inconsequential.
I must have been distracted when I left my home, because
left or right I'm sure I went, I wonder which it was--
Anyway, I never veered, I walked in that direction,
Utterly absorbed, it seems, in quiet introspection.
For no reason I can think of, I've wandered far astray,
And that is how I got to where I find myself today.

Bill Watterson


The Not-Psycho Friend