Well, before I caught her the last time I was looking for an exit method. I had a couple plans set up...Hell, I even had a bag packed in my car so I could just leave when the right moment presented itself. Coming home to her being tag-teamed by a couple of guys was the right moment. Moved into a buddy's basement for a few weeks. Then got a divorce, then got a motorcycle, then got really, really high in Australia over the course of a week, then came back to the states and straightened myself out.