It has been two years since H started his new job, with the OW as his "right hand woman" (he class her this and it makes me sick). It has been six months to the day since H moved out and decided he no longer wanted to be married or a full time dad.
The fact that I have not felt loved in over two years is taking its toll. I am simply tired of worrying all the time.
Now for the GOOD NEWS...I am going to get a break next week. I have to head out of town on a business trip to Vegas for five days. I usually dread the trip due to long flights, jet lag and not getting an actual weekend break from work. This year, I am so excited. I am going to enjoy four nights in my own bed, without baby monitors and middle of the night wake ups from my children. I am going to dress up in cute going out clothes and eat at fancy restaurants paid for by my company. We have tickets to a show one night. We may be heading to the spa one afternoon. I am going to forgot about the S, not talk to my H (my mom will be watching the boys during the day so I will call then), not worry about what to do with H's constant critical comments and not worry about DBing. I am going to just LIVE! AHHH. Can you tell I am excited?
