Yesterday I spent the evening mending all of H's pants that were in my sewing basket so I could leave with a clean conscience about them.
I was feeling better about leaving, more sure about it, but now I feel a wreck again, I'm hearing the little voice. I hate these ups and downs. I'm still battling the illusion that I have a normal marriage with getting ready for the holiday. We haven't had any blow-ups or discussions recently and that makes it tough for me when there's quite a bit of time in between.
And I did more digging and I think the $10,000 he took was a distribution from his Dad's estate that he received last year. OK, fine- but why not tell me about when he did that? Is there more to his "secret account" for his inheritance money that he's not telling me about? I haven't told him that I know what he did- I'll do that on my way out.
