Obsessives

How in the hell did I come to be in this position? It wasn't that long ago that everything in my life seemed to be coasting along smoothly.

I was happy with my life, for the most part. 2 beautiful kids that I adore (despite the fact that my son in particular doesn't agree with that assessment), a job that I love (if you ignore the fact that I am beginning to HATE the company that I work for), and a lifestyle that allows me to have lots of play time.

Yep... My life wasn't something that you read about in People, Us or one of those other magazines, but it was MY life and I was comfortable with it.

At least, I was comfortable with it until I met HER. The bane of my existence, how was I to know that she'd not only set me off in ways that I'd prefer to keep to myself, but would throw every single facet of the life that I knew on its ear and rip it asunder?

Things began innocently enough. It was a slightly chilly night in a Northern suburb of St. Paul, Minnesota...