This day was probably the worst yet. Starting with my snooping and ending with a 5 mile run/cry session. The only good news is that chicks dig me. Gee, all except the one I love. Figures. I am really down right now. I went through that party with a sh!t eating smile on my face, mingled with people who I KNOW know about what's going on, and all I managed to do for myself is throw in a couple good one liners that nobody but my W got. How can she do this every day? How can she live a lie like this? All I can say is that my W has strength beyond words because I can't go on like this much longer. Oh, and we're supposed to take a trip to Europe in less than a month? Um...yea. So at one point in the day, my SIL says to me "Hey, I hear you're either getting her a new ring or boobs..." Yea, she's wanted a new ring since, well, since I got her the first one. I always wanted to do that for her but finances just would not allow it. The boob thing was a joke, but the point to all this is that my W actually had the BALLS to talk to her sister, who knows at least part of the story, about something like that as if nothing was wrong. I have this resentment building in me that could be the undoing of all this. I look at this woman, so completely devoid of compassion and love and I just feel cold.
As I came back from running, she was on the back porch, on the phone with a great, big smile on her face...gee, wonder who...
Great freaking birthday party. Can't wait until next weekend when we have to go to SIL's house for another...should be sh!tloads of fun and games.
