My h emailed me this afternoon. He wrote "Hi. I am sorry to have to email you but can you send me my resume. I got laid off today and don't have a copy."
My heart was pounding out of my chest and I started to cry. I feel so bad for him. Regardless of the economy, he completely lucked into that job and he will never ever find a position paying even close to what he was earning. Throw in the recession and he has a tough road ahead, especially given his debt; he had to get a loan or credit line to pay my settlement as well as the bad investments I already told you about.
I replied "Sorry. I deleted all of the files I had for you last June." I, of course, created his resume and kept it fairly up-to-date but I really did delete it last June. A little presumptuous that he would assume I would have kept his documents. That's all I wrote. He has treated me so horribly over the past year, I couldn't bring myself to tell him I am sorry or wish him luck.
It's funny but I hoped that he would lose his job or quit when we were together because we were happier when he made $35,000/year. He would scoff at me whenever I asked him to quit.
I wonder if this will help bring him out of the MLC or send him spinning even more? I also wonder if the woman he was cheating on me with will still consider him a catch. I don't know what her motivation was for having a sexual relationship with someone she knew was married but if it was money, she is going to be very disappointed.
The similarities of everyone in MLC is astounding isn't it? We all think we're special and we all think we're different and handle things differently but we are all really pretty similar, regardless of race, religion or economic status.
I am sure you handled things well with your kids and even though your h was being cruel for a few years, it is likely better for your son than if your h had left the home. Kids are so resiliant and seven is very young. I agree that it is highly unlikely that your daughter will remember anything and she likely helped to keep him a little bit grounded at the worst time.
My mom is alive and will be 87 in June. She unfortunately has Alzheimers and has (we think) for quite a few years now. It's such a gradual disease that I'm afraid we didn't catch on for a while and they become very good at pretending there is nothing wrong.
She is in a retirement home and on a waiting list for a nursing home because she has wandered a few times. The four of us take turns staying with her so she is rarely alone but can't realistically keep that up for years.
She is in good physical health but is not happy. It's very hard to see her like that and as bad as it sounds I hope she dies of a heart attack rather than continue to decline until she is bedridden. She sometimes says she wants to die and I know that she means it. A horrible disease.
How she dealt with my father was by pretending that it wasn't happening. Not the healthiest way to deal with anything but that is how it was. She went back to work when I was about five and that might be the reason we didn't freeze or starve to death because, as you can imagine, my father often came home after spending the majority of his pay. I think she lost her love for him long before he died but she quit work when he got cancer and took care of him for the two years he lived. She is a very strong woman and I admire her but wish she had been a little more affectionate with us kids.
I get the feeling this is going to be a sleepless night again. Good thing I am taking tomorrow off work.
