Well, it's 9:20 a.m, the start of another long, gruesome weekend. Not to sound depressing, but I had a terrible night. Kept having bad dreams, waking up, hot flashes. The whole nine yards.
H cut me off the insurance, attempted to cut off the water, and threatened to cut off the electric. In mulling all this over during the long night, it occurred to me how many times he has said he wants to get on with his life like I have mine.
What would happen if I just said 'Come Home' ? At least planted the seed that he could come home, that there was a way to come home? Mind you, I haven't once said or acted as if there was any way he ever could come home. In fact, after outed by the OW, said "Not that I'd want your a$$ back"
