My wife summoned me back over at 8am. I picked up bread and milk on the way. I was greeted by my wife saying she hadn't slept a wink all night. "how have you slept chris?"
"fine" damn...probably the wrong answer..." well about three hours"
The agreement seems to be that she can't handle the thought that it's all on her shoulders so if I could hang around I can make it not seem like a sudden change and Jacob can be managed by me since he is a handful for her. I can sleep over tonight downstairs so I'm not complaining. We talked about the arrangement being weird but if it works for us then it's good. I have nowhere to go that wouldn't feel awkward so I couldn't have arranged it better. My wife knows it's over and in some small way is relieved actually but fear of the unknown has made her quite clingy for my company. So I get to be around my son just the same and not have to bother with the romantic shit. It all still seems like a dream. She says I can wash my stuff at hers etc so I'm sorted. She does get upset but she explains it's not in some attempt to make me feel bad, it's just upsetting. 
So it's nearly dinner tome on Saturday and she's gone to her dads for a few hours and my son and I are watching SKY and DVD's. How often does it work out like this? Rarely.
She will pay my sky bill whilst she has it in her house and I will keep her car payments going. We are supporting each other. 
I have to stop myself from doing a Braveheart and shouting "Freedom". We are even going to have a drink tonight. She says it might seem strange but we might be friends. Which goes against all our better judgement but since their is no bad shit involved it kinda is a better place to be. Still....roll on my own place. There's no going back. I am single for life, except for my fantastic offspring.  I am so very proud of myself, it turns out that when I'm cornered I still can be harsh.