I called H to inform him that our power was out (luckily the outage was only a few hours) and that we had some large trees fall and block the road to our shop. He had planned on removing some office equipment that he was storing in there to install it in his office this weekend or next.
This prompted him talking about how big the outage was (lots of clients coming in telling about it) and how Bubbles had to take the day off work because they finally had theirs turned on and she wanted to clean everything before they lost it again. I stayed somewhat upbeat and listened, then ended the conversation.
After hanging up, I ended up replaying things in my head that he had said (how he had spent Saturday night at vacation home after skiing, how Bubbles and kids had skied with him Saturday, how her husband kept calling giving updates on when power would be back on).
Stupid me, I called back under pretense of asking about how to reset thermostat and casually asked if Bubbles and kids had also gone to VH. He said she had, just to do laundry. I'm still bothered by this. He still sees nothing wrong with this. Neither does she, apparently. I know. Detach. Its all on me.
Still, its discouraging.
Oh Ciluzen, I think I would have done the same. Right now I am resisting the massive urge to put on my coat and walk down the the street to see if my H is actually at his Dad's or not by seeing if the car is there. All of this stinks big time and it is so hard to not have the occasional slip ups. I don't think yours was too bad on the scale of slip ups. I mean, you didn't get angry or anything, just asked a question. It would have been far worse if you'd started crying or shouting etc. You've also realised straight away that you shouldn't have made the 2nd call. Don't be too hard on yourself about it. I know it's hard, personally I've been a mess the last couple of days so I know where you're coming from.
