Waitone, no, she hasn't been seeing a counselor.
I appreciate very, very much the concern that all here have expressed.
One thing I should point out is that Debbie has always been, as she will freely admit, a bitch.
Rarely so, but when she decides to let loose, you don't want to be nearby.
Back when we were first married, I was often walking on eggshells. We had some furious arguments. I distinctly remember the time that she threw a real pizza (as opposed to a frozen one) at me. Given that neither of us made much money back then, I ate what I could off the floor. Waste not, want not.
However, in her defense, I'm a very difficult person to live with. I focus on an assignment or a job or a cause, and usually to the exclusion of everything else. I doubt that many women could put up with me. It could even be that Debbie is the only one who can.
I've been delivered the shot across the bow. After giving all of this a lot of thought, I don't think it will take too long to set things right.
Thanks again for the replies.