I was down in basement when H got here,kids were in bed.
When I came upstairs, noticed H had the secret cell phone on the kitchen counter, in THREE PIECES! And he had his regular cell on the counter too. First time in 3 months...
But I am not one to be naive anymore. He has a brand new fancy work cell phone that looks like a calculator. I know I am techno-impaired but my phone is just a phone. His new one does email and all that stuff. Anyway what I took from it was, good, you showed me two phones. But the one you are going to use full-time now is MIA...
Maybe that is too glass-half-empty. But H has told me it was over w/OW twice now and it wasn't. He has played on my trust before. So why wouldn't he show me two phones if he is confident he can still use the other one for his happy fun time????
Oh well. I really am unmoved at this point. I went in the kitchen to rinse my beer bottle out a few minutes ago. H followed me in, put his arm around the top of my head (?) and squeezed it for about 30 seconds, then kissed the top up my head from behind. I let him do it but said and did nothing in response. It just isn't going to be that easy......
