This is a long story, grab a bag of popcorn and soda and sit back. LOL.
Thursday, I had called W at lunchtime to chitchat like we normally do on lunch breaks. The call went to voicemail, and then I figured she must still be doing something and would call me back in a couple of minutes like she always does when she misses my call. I never got a call back so I suspected that THEY had lunch. Oh well, another hurt for me. So, Thursday night came, both of us home from work, she did her usual ritual, sat on the computer for just a very short moment, not even long enough to write email or check email. I had confirmed that she cancelled her email account to try and not communicate via email with OM. She was supposed to go to water aerobics at 7 but suddenly had a headache so I gave her a pill for it. She laid down on the couch and fell asleep. S8 and I watched TV until it was S8’s time to go to bed, then W woke up and laid by me to watch TV and we chatted a little bit, but I cannot remember the details.
Friday morning came; everything was pleasant since I have this idea now that my W has not completely abandoned our family. We went to work and S8 went to school. We exchanged emails throughout the day and I guess she was emailing OM too from what I learned (she told me) later during the weekend. Friday afternoon, she emailed me that one of her coworkers was leaving for reassignment and that they are going to happy hour. She’s been telling me for a long time, “let’s go to happy hour!”, so I figured, “Sure, go to happy hour, and to make it up to you, I’ll even drop you off so you’re not drinking and driving”. I had plans to go shoot pool that night too so it kind of worked out. I was going to pick her up after I play and she can have her fun with coworkers too.
The plan seemed perfect, at about 8:30P she called me, happy, told me who was there, what they were doing and that they plan on barhopping, in the area, on foot. So I say OK, and just keep me posted as to where you are so I know where to park when I get there. We were supposed to meet at around 10:00P. I got done shooting pool, and drove off to Scottsdale where she was even though she hasn’t called me yet to tell me she’s ready to be picked up. I figured I’d just park at a bar and watch girls while waiting (just kidding!), so I parked and waited. I called her cell, no answer. Called a couple more times, did not leave a message anymore, I was getting frustrated and then I thought, Shiite, I wonder if OM was with her.
So, I was sitting there waiting patiently… I think… then my cell phone rang. Oh crap, that’s a familiar number, it was the OM’s!! I let voicemail pick it up and then I nervously called VM to check what the message was. Guess what!? It was OM’s WIFE! Oh my GOD. Ok, I was even more confused now… so I listened to the VM, OMW said, “I am calling because of the number of calls your wife has been placing to our house number. She keeps calling while she’s getting lush at a bar somewhere”. At this point, I was even more “Oh Shiite, how am I going to get her home by myself… I’m not physically capable of getting her in the car drunk as hell” AND I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHICH BAR THEY ENDED UP IN. I was tempted to flag a couple of bicycle cops in the area out of desperation. So I sat there for a few seconds trying to regain control of my thoughts. I decided to go back to the same bar I dropped her off at thinking her coworkers would park there and go back there after they’re done. I started driving towards the bar and then my phone rang again, this time it was my W’s cell number. I answered it and she gave the phone to her coworker, my W was drunk. Her coworker told me where to go so I can pick her up, before I could pull into the parking lot; W was already approaching my car and got in the backseat. I drove her home and all this time I was driving my phone kept ringing, it was the OMW. She continued to call me up until the time I arrived at the house, this was about 12 midnight already. I also picked up S8 at my sister’s place; he was still up, waiting for mom and dad to get home. I thought he would be sleeping over but I thought of calling to see if he was still up, and so I picked him up. I gave him a heads up that mom might have had a little too much to drink and that if she says anything mean, it’s just that she’s a little drunk. Thank goodness she was too blitzed to say anything. I didn’t wake her up; I didn’t think I could anyway.
