Boy am I glad the weekend is over. H and I spent it together as he passed a kidney stone. Not fun. He is gone now on a business trip until late Wednesday. While he was recovering from the kidney stone episode yesterday evening, I packed his bags for him for his trip. His shaving kit was a mess, so I dumped it out and repacked it. Imagine what I found when it was dumped?
1) A business card that BMOW gave him for her hair dresser. The hairdresser's H is a divorce lawyer, so BMOW kindly wrote his name and contact info on the back of the card for H. H placed it in his shaving bag for future reference and I guess forgot it was in there. I have no idea when he was given this card but it was apparently when they spent some time together in a motel room. Sigh.
2) Books and books of matches to restaurants, motels and bars, I suppose he collected during his MLC trip. And H doesn't even smoke. Perhaps his ladies did. I checked them all for phone numbers/contact info--none found. I have mentally logged the names of places I found because I will never go to these places willingly. H actually apparently took his women to some of our own haunts. I wonder if I was on his mind at all while he was there spending time with his new friends. Sigh.
Later on last night, I decided it was time to rotate the box springs and mattress for our bed. I called H in to help me lift the bed and lean it against the wall. It was kinda fun to watch H scramble to retrieve all the credit card receipts he had flung on the floor under the bed at some point in the past. He very considerately grabbed them, put them in the trash and took the trash out! I just watched him. He missed one though. It was a receipt for a night's stay in a cheapo motel last March 15th, the last time I was aware he had hooked up with someone. When he was taking the trash out, I laid it very carefully on top in the bathroom trashcan. Sometimes I think I am never going to quit finding his affair evidence. It just seems to want to linger. And why the heck is it still lingering about? Could this be considered some form of emotional abuse?
LG--still in it for the long haul, but some days I really don't know why
A blessed and happy marriage is a union of two forgivers and Him, because...a cord of three strands is not quickly broken. Ecclesiastes 4:12.
I just watched him. He missed one though. It was a receipt for a night's stay in a cheapo motel last March 15th, the last time I was aware he had hooked up with someone. When he was taking the trash out, I laid it very carefully on top in the bathroom trashcan. Sometimes I think I am never going to quit finding his affair evidence. It just seems to want to linger. And why the heck is it still lingering about? Could this be considered some form of emotional abuse? 