I came home from a kids birthday party and told Tommie that I wanted out.  That I've had enough.  I can't go on like this.  I can't let my kids go around thinking THIS, the life I'm living now, is right.  He cried and begged me for just ONE more chance.  Promised me that he would not mess up this chance.  That we will work on the marriage.  I understand his need to go out and asked him that if he wants to go out, it has to be with me.  That we can get someone to take the kids for a night once every two weeks, and then we can go out together.  Am I making the right decision?  I really don't know.  There are no guarantees in life.