Not broken up but certainly seperated .

Yesterday Sunday morning started out okay, was up to the coolness of a crisp fall morning here in Wyoming. Of course there was the usual, fussing by SheWolf over absolutely nothing. I haven't figured it out, she thinks for some unHoly reason, that I'm cheating on her, when in fact I'm busting my butt to save the shop, finish LexiBelle and get through the winter to move to Idaho come mid month February. But alas I went to church, but found the entire congregation, had went to Afton, to do the dedication to the new LDS Temple there, glad the Bishop and/or my home teachers couldn't have told me about that before. 
Any mile so went home and decided I'd at least go be in the audience of said dedication. So I trucked up there.
Of course there's little Cell service there, so no communication between the world including SheWolf. So got there, got to hear the dedication, and all, and by 8:00PM got home, with a side trip to see some of my kin folk over in Grace Idaho, and all. To a bunch of texts from SheWolf, saying I was ignoring her and all. Really? After what 8 months since late February 2016, since SheWolf came into my pack the fact is my life has revolved around her, only to be constantly bitched , accused and just being mean by SheWolf, that most men, would have said good bye sister. Two reasons I even stay with her, is A: I care about her, and B; she still owes the club a ton of money, including money from last month that has the Club's shop and me up against the wall. Yet I put up with this? Why? There's local women here that If I were not tied to SheWolf that could and would side up to this old canine in a half heart beat. From Lisa at the Tumbleweed to a few others here, I said no, because I was loyal to SheWolf. Again why? I get told that I'm a Jackass and yet keep getting hit over the head. 
So plans are to get things wrapped up at the shop on LexiBelle, and LiL Lexi, get moved to Ricks, then get General JaXson, fixed then its get my butt outta here. Back to prowling the forests of life solo and by myself.
Maybe its just time. No we're not broke up, but really taking a break. About the only phone call, I want to hear from her is confirmation numbers to the money she owes the Club. I know early Merry Christmas. 
Then of course there's the howling, about who I can and can't see, communicate with and even chat with on FB. Like this new one named Heather, or Nicole. Really? Nobody tells me who I can jaw with on FB or anyplace anywhere. 
See ya'll on the radio in the afternoon.
 TTYLY