Tuesday, December 31, 2013
My husband is having an affair.
I think is started quite innocently. From daydreaming to internet searching to the real thing. One thing led to another, and before I knew it, he had a new love.
I'm almost happy for him.
He smiles more. He has a spring in his step. His cheeks are rosy. And he's definitely getting more of a regular work out.
But he thinks about it all day long. And he's even buying lots of special presents for the lucky new object of his affection. Lust? Hardly. This is full blown infatuation.
He's madly in love.
After the kids go to sleep, it's no longer TV time with yours truly. Nope. I've been replaced.
Now, he quickly puts on protection.
And hurries out for a date.
(there's even early morning
How do I feel about this?
My mood bitter. My heart raw. My soul icy.