therapy or divorce?

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I just spent the majority of my bus journey sitting next to a woman who was more than happy to air her laundry {it wasn't really dirty} in public. She was nattering on the phone to her friend Andrea, or maybe Angela. I was trying my hardest not to listen, but you know how it is ... the one-sided conversations of strangers are always too tempting, and sometimes much more interesting than other events going on in the vicinity. This is what I learnt ... she's been married for thirty-three years to a man called Tom. They have two adult children, one of each sex. For the last ten years she's been considering leaving him; they've grown apart, they don't do anything together anymore and they barely talk. Just recently it came to a head and now her considerations are nearly decided. However, she thinks he may be depressed and will try to get him some help before she tells him she wants a divorce. She's okay though. Don't worry, Andrea-Angela. It was a very formal conversation, rather cold. Very depressing. And I don't think the idea of the funky wall clock as a Christmas present went down well. People need to stop talking in front of me; I'm far too curious. It's Friday! I'm in Costa with my latte, but now I must leave to meet MiL and Baby Niece for shopping time!