I've told him bunches of times, he slips it in. "Oh, I was at blah blah blah and I ran into so and so who says hi..."
Oh, I might not be able to make it to blah blah blah because I've been invited to blah blah blah...
Me- "Ok, I don't really need to know what your plans are, just if you will be able to keep our agreement."
On and on. I suppose I could tell him I will hang up if he tells me what he's doing but that just makes me seem petty and gratifies him.
Plus, I get all of the fabulous blow by blow from the kids...or I hear them telling a friend, "my daddy knows so and so." BARF.
H loves these kids and he does appreciate their laughter and his time with them...he just thinks that all that other stuff is real.
AND, I'm realizing I'm p*ssed because this is so much of what destroyed us and our marriage. And dammit, he can live his dream. My dream is desecrated and I have to build a new one. I will do it but damn I'm feeling the loss...
