Realtor was here and gone. H talked to them. I stayed scarce and left D downstairs by H. He even had the nerve to call me on the way home to tell me he was running late and ask me to look up the realtor's cell Phone number on my phone and text it to him. Hello...I am driving home!!! And why can't he look up the number on his phone??? I swear he thinks I am his mother!! No wonder he has no romantic feelings for me! I think He has personified me as his mom!! Does that sound weird or what?
AT BD: WH 41, J 43; Bomb 2/5/2012 Two kids, one dog D Final 6/18/14 J marries OW 1/24/15 "No matter where you go, there you are"
