I had been tidying up today and folded up a new scarf my H had. I noticed it first about six weeks ago. It's a nice scarf. Today my H noticed that I had folded it and put it away. He said, "I'm surprised you handled that scarf." I said, "why, is it a gift fro her?" He nodded.
I took the scarf out of his hand, grabbed a lit candle, went to the back yard and burned it in the fire pit.
It felt so good, so empowering!
H didn't seem upset at all. As a matter of fact, I think he liked to see the fiestiness in me and he totally understood. He's been smirking about it all evening and it has now become a private joke between us. The kids didn't see it, so he keeps catching my eye and smirking.
