Last night I went hom from work, gathered all of the remaining "necessities" and moved them out. H came home and noticed all of the things by the front door.
I was calm. He was not quite sure what to make of it.
H - You are acting strange, what is up with you?
Me - nothing, I am just trying to get my things together so I can get this move completed.
H - it is not a race to get out of the house you know, you are welcome to stay if you need to.
Me - I can not stay in this situation any longer as it is not good for me.
That is when it started....
H - It isn't healthy for you because you are jealous of OW.
Me - No, I am not.
H - You are not jealous at all? Not jealous that I am giving my love to another woman? That my attention is focused on her?
Me - will me being jealous change your opinion, your feelings toward OW? No, jealously only hurts me, and feeds negative feelings, and I refuse to go there.
That made him angry, and I think it hurt him.
Then the OW called, I tried to stay calm, but was difficult when he was complaining to OW that nothing has changed and that I am still the same old heartless b*&%$. I said some things, still in a calm voice (not yelling), and he basically ignored them, which is fine.
Then he helped me move some of my things.
Later, he says jokingly (I think),
H - don't worry, we will remain friends, and we can even have perks, we have somewhere to go if we need sex, I will need somewhere to come when I am stumbling home drunk and horney.
Me - No, there will be no sex involved.
H - So you won't have sex with me at all?
Me - Not unless it is good with, and for me.
Don't think he liked that much either. I could have said, if you need sex that bad, you better go buy a plane ticket to tenessee and see your OW, but that problaby would have ended badly.
So I spent the first night in my new home last night. It was tough, but I made it.
