Well, it happens in every relationship I guess, that point at which you must decide if it is worth going on and investing more or if you should just pack your bags and fuck off. That point came in my relationship yesterday.

I have to decide whether to stay and put more effort in to something that may not be worth it in the long run, or leave and cut my losses. It is so hard to decide these things and I am glad I have some time to do it. Of course if I decide to end it, there will ve the ususal pain and the heartache of missing my other half but in the end it might be best for all concerned. I will regret it for a while but I know I will get over it and then of course, there will be some new adventure to take my mind off it all.

I guess it all came about when I was told by the surgeon that there wasn't much hope and that the time was approaching when I would have to consider major surgery.

Do I want to go through all that?

Do I want the expense?

But then, I do love my car and frankly, she is worth it in the long run. I mean I would miss that gorgeous face and that voice and those hot, passionate bursts of thrusting energy she so readily delivers. Oh yes, she's a keeper I think.