Quote: As a work-at-home Mom, I'm offended by that question. Maybe think for a second and you might realize that Moms aren't constantly in the home. We run errands, and yes, we even give clients and contacts our phone number. Changing to local numbers will make their cell phone bill less pricey. That was so uncalled for and negative.
WHOA, girl!!! Hold the phone, so to speak... what hot button of yours did I push? You're insulted by what I wrote???? Dori, you read so much into that... I'm stunned speechless--- well, not quite:
When I said "why do YOU need a new number," I meant HE'S the one who is receiving unwanted phone calls from OW, so HE'S the one who needs to have his number changed, not you.
Unless I'm totally missing the point (and that's possible), the way I'm seeing mystia's sitch is as follows: her H is still in contact with OW on his cell phone. He won't admit this. Mystia knows he is, but her H doesn't know that she knows.
So her H comes waltzing in and says all innocently "Hey, honey, let's get new numbers on our cell phones..."
Mystia interprets this as his way of saying (in code) that he wants to stop being in touch with OW on his cell... but this is still not out in the open.
So my question is, if he wants to have a new number so OW can't call him, why does Mystia have to have a new number. Getting a new phone number is really inconvenient IMHO. Why hshould Mystia be inconvenienced by having to get a new number when HE'S the one with the problem?
My comment had nothing to do with equality, fair treatment of H and W, sauce for the gander is sauce for the goose, or saving money on their joint cell phone bill. For one thing I totally missed that Mystia is a SAHM, if she is, that fact is completely irrelevant to the cell phone thing. EVERYONE should have a cell phone.
My interpretation was that changing BOTH their numbers was a smoke screen that he was hiding behind. Now THAT'S a negative interpretation that I will own up to.
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Edited to add: Thanks, GEL. For a minute there, I thought I was losing my marbles.
