Last night we pretty much avoided each other. She is still being much more civil around the girls. She did criticize me once about a bad clothing choice I made for one of our girls for school, but at least it was done once, and in a civil tone. She slept in some combination of the girls' room and the LR sofa.
This morning she asked if we were going to talk about this, because she said she can't stand the "pit in my stomach". I was thinking "Welcome to my world for the last three months". I said we'd talk tonight during our 1.5 hour drive to Asheville, where she promised to take me for our date night. I can't imagine anything short of "I'm going to seek professional help" or "I'm going to stop seeing B and work on our marriage" as being productive at all.