Well, who would have thought cleaning the house (cause I can't live like this) would be so beneficial?
I decided that my bedroom (the master) and the main floor would be clean to my liking. This meant I had to pull all her "getting ready for work" stuff (hairdryers, makeup, etc) out of the main floor guest Bathroom.
I took it all up to the main bathroom by her bedroom. I, of course, had to make room for this stuff. in my cleaning up of old Qtips, etc, I found the wrapper for a birth control patch. My thoughts are that is unnecessary in a gay relationship. And since we haven't slept together since August, other than a name and photo of the OM, I'm pretty much set in my direction.
Nice how it's on the eve of my parents' 50th Anniversary.
I'm going to set up some audio recorders; get the GPS phone in her truck and have a neighbor "keep an eye" on the house over the weekend.
Looks like I'll end up doing the separation papers myself as I refuse to wait for her or live in an open marriage. And once I know WHO, it will be easy to get her to leave since she already has a place to go. All the problems are fixed!
I'll get a financial agreement drawn up obligating her to the mortgage until the house sells and even pursue whether she gets joint custody as I don't want my daughter exposed to this.
And, I actually feel OK about all this. AT least I know what I'm doing next. And it will be pretty easy to be detached since this little piece of the puzzle not only confirms I have dropped the rope but I'm not even looking at my end anymore.
