When H left to do the salt run, I called the woman back from my cell phone. Of course I got her voice mail. I told her who I was, and that I knew that my H had been calling her. I pretty much laid everything on the line and told her that his explanation was that they had been talking about her wanting hay. Then I asked her to call me back.
She did, and I told her that I did not want her to think that I was some pscho b!tch, but that I had found these calls on my H's cell bill and I I am in the process of recovering from a recent bout of cancer and that my H had an A with a friend during my illness, and that my world and emotions had been pretty much turned upside down. She said, "that's some friend." I replied, not any more. She said that she had been talking to my H that they had played phone tag, but that she had a boyfriend and it was nothing like I was thinking. She was actually pretty nice on the phone. Told me that tomorrow was Thanksgiving, to just try and relax and enjoy the day tomorro. I told her that I was sorry for bothering her and wouldn't be calling her again.
Just after that, H came home and into the house. He said, I thought you were going to work. I said I am. He said well you're late and I said that doesn't matter. He then went into the shower, and I got a copy of his recent cell bill with all of the calls to her. I wrote on the bottom of it, "I guess I am insecure. There were even more calls last month." Then I left and came to work.
I have not heard from him and I don't care. If we did not have my family coming for dinner tomorrow I would not even go home tonight. But we do, so I will go home after work, clean and bake my pies.
The only thing that he can say to me as an excuse for his behavior is that I drove him to it by being a controlling b!tch. I have been a good wife to him and I really deserve so much more than this type of treatment.
Most of us are about as happy as we make up our minds to be.
