Hey (((GFI))) you don't know any Sicilian jokes because those that tell them tend to disappear...fugedaboudit! Capice?
fugedaboudit!
Here's what I don't get about SBIM... what would a playa want with a sweet girl like me? I'm not the kind of woman a player would be interested in scoring. Don't worry about me, though. I'm not interested in getting involved with him. Maybe players can spot an easy target and I have a bullseye painted on my head (or elsewhere!)???
M: 37 H: 36 Married: Aug 13, 2004 Decision to Divorce: July 20, 2008 Reconciled: September 2008 Current: Ambivalence
and as you leave take a pistol and blow that frinkin lock off that box..it's time to see what is inside that bad boy..
Ha ha! I'm seriously not that curious anymore. I know you are dying to know, so I'll ask him what's in it just for you, okay, Mike? =)
I'd just take a hammer to the sucker. I'm dying to know too. xoxo
M 19 years, MC for 8 months, DB'd for 8 months 4 kids; 18, 15, 14, & 10 I was never meant to be a doormat. It took me years of therapy to become assertive enough to stop his abuse.
M:39 H:39 K:S14;D8 T:22yr M:15yrs S:12/28/07 EA/PA 3/14/08 OW preg 11/17/08 born 12/12/08 his ~~~~~~~ Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option
So you guys think I should open the box in a sneaky way rather than just asking him? I don't think he'd think I was pleading and begging. We have to divide assests and that is one of our assets, right?
I'm still struggling with how to live in this house with him. It's my nature to take care of him, to be his wife. I've only been married to him for almost four years, but I took the role of wife very seriously.
Yesterday while grocery shopping I picked up some of his favorite things... not because I'm trying to win his heart. I think I feel kind of sorry for him right now. It was a pity purchase.
Last week when I had my hair appointment and had coffee with SBIM, I was away from the office for about four hours. That night he asked where I was, which he never does. I'm thinking he thought I was consulting an attorney... which I NEED to do this week. Waiting to see my C for referrals.
M: 37 H: 36 Married: Aug 13, 2004 Decision to Divorce: July 20, 2008 Reconciled: September 2008 Current: Ambivalence
Did he tell you he was locking it before he did?? LOL I don't want to get in trouble over a locked box. Do what you think it right. I think you already know what I would do.
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I'm still struggling with how to live in this house with him. It's my nature to take care of him, to be his wife. I've only been married to him for almost four years, but I took the role of wife very seriously.
Yesterday while grocery shopping I picked up some of his favorite things... not because I'm trying to win his heart. I think I feel kind of sorry for him right now. It was a pity purchase.
he's a lucky boy, my STBX banned me from eating any of her food..lol
Mike, I can't imagine being able to live with myself if I treated someone I was willing to create a child with the way your wife treats you. It is unimaginable. What happens in a person's mind to behave in such a way? It's like the "War of the Roses".
M: 37 H: 36 Married: Aug 13, 2004 Decision to Divorce: July 20, 2008 Reconciled: September 2008 Current: Ambivalence
I've not read back, what's the box about ? what's in it that is so necessary to split ?
Hey Arthur, the box is a wooden chest in our living room that has been recently (within the past year) locked with a padlock. I once asked my husband what was in the box and he simply replied, "you'll find out one day." It's this big mystery that used to make me CRAZY. I was trying to figure our what could be in the stupid box: gay porn, love letters to another woman, documentation of his secret life, and on and on and on. Now I really don't care. =)
So, I still don't know what's in it and he never mentioned anything to me before adding the lock...
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M: 37 H: 36 Married: Aug 13, 2004 Decision to Divorce: July 20, 2008 Reconciled: September 2008 Current: Ambivalence