Okay. . . plot thickens. . . .
I've already cleaned up the majority of hubby's infidelities so far with this last go around. I have contacted Penny in PA to make sure that her fragile state has not been shattered. She has already informed me that it took a lot of courage to call and that I didn't have to be nice about it but I was. Now that I know that she knows where I'm coming from I don't have to worry.
Except. . . . .
For all of the other women on the planet who don't know about me which is approximately 99.9% of the population.
I took my son to daycare this morning. One of the teachers had told me that hubby had made an "invite" towards my son's teacher and that she was appalled that he would do such a thing. He came in on Friday evening to pick our son up and announced to his teacher that he and I were having some problems and that he was going to the lake by himself for the weekend. Would she like to join him? He also told her that he couldn't talk to anything with tits without me getting angry or jealous. I apologized to her for his lack of taste and then went in to work and got the phone out AGAIN and texted him telling him that N had told me about his cute little invite and that it seemed to me that he was done even though I wanted things to work out between us.
It wasn't even out of my phone for a minute and my phone rang at work. He said he was joking which I thought was funny. I asked him if he had ever heard the saying "10 million Elvis fans can't be wrong" His reply was "What does Elvis have to do with any of this?"
Ugh!
I have my work cut out for me!
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Friday, May 25, 2007
The Gloves are On!
I haven't been on in a while. Work is going great and I am in it knee deep. Today though, I decided to make some time.
I have an issue with hubby. Hubby plays video games online and meets people there and plays along with them. Unfortunately, most of the "people" that he meets are girls (notice I didn't say "women). Hubby and I went out of town last weekend and left our son where we vacationed at with my inlaws as we had to come back early to go to work the next day. So when we get back on Sunday, he calls on his cell phone to his parents to tell them we are back safe and sound. Our son wants to talk to us on the phone so Daddy goes first. Then it's Mommy's turn. As I'm talking to him, his phone beeps which means tht either the battery is about to go dead or someone is on the other line. It's a girl from PA. I didn't answer it, finished up my conversation and handed the phone to hubby "It's that chick in PA". He then tells me quite innocently that is the first time that has happened. . . . hmmmmmmm.
So as days went on it hit me like a ton of bricks. Why does someone you play a game with need your cell number? So a fight ensued and he assured me that I was a dumbass for even thinking that anything would come out of it. The argument was going nowhere and I decided to just drop it, get drunk in my bedroom, fold laundry and watch a good violent flick. I had a plan up my sleeve.
The next day when I got home from work, he was getting ready for dinner and was going to go to be at 8p. That's not like him but nonetheless, my plan would continue. He went to bed and I put our son in the shower to get cleaned up for bed. While he was in the shower, I got into hubby's phone and started going through his call history. Not a lot there. You don't have a lot of concrete evidence from an incoming and out going call log. So I went to texting. BINGO! Lots of good juicy shit here. I read close to 45 texts. I couldn't read all of them as there were 95 outgoing and 46 incoming. I saw the bill last night by the way. 181 texts alltogether in the month of April alone. Two of them were mine.
I read thinks that really bothered me. Things like "I really care for you a lot" and "I have a 3 year old. . . that is my big secret. . . I'll probably never be married" and "You sleep tight sweetie. . I look forward to talking to you tomorrow" and "I hate to bother you at school but I just wanted to say hi". What? The bitch is in school???? Maybe he meant college. . . .
Earlier in the day before I came home, we got into an argument on the phone and I told him that he needed to tell her that they would no longer be contacting each other or else I would. He said he would. When I got home and started reading the texts, it was very clear that the conversation that I had requested take place had not happened. So, it was up to me to make the decision to call her and explain what was going on. Mind you, I already had about 9 beers in me at the time.
I put my little guy to bed, grabbed beer #10 and my phone and walked outside down my easement away from the house. I had already programed her number in my phone in a secret spot and began to dial. The conversation was unbelievable. First of all, she's 19 and still in HIGH SCHOOL! What's more is that hubby told her that I was crazy, didn't live with him but spent the night a few times, and that our son was 3. . . not 4. She also told me that he told her that he was some big wig contractor who built houses and then sold them right away because they were so great. I corrected her on that one. . . .
"Honey, I hate to tell you this but all he does is make concrete look pretty. He gets on his hands and knees like a little bitch and swirls his little heart out. He lied to you".
I told her that I felt bad for her as he had strung her along and it was clear that she was falling for him and had done so for the past month. She told me that he had a lot of explaining to do and I told her that my family life right now was being torn apart. Basically in a nutshell, he made it clear that I was nowhere near in the picture of his life which meant that if I wasn't there then that meant HE was the one taking care of our son. It really hurt especially after all of the things that I do on a regular basis to make things work for us as a family.
I got off the phone with her after 20 minutes and then called my best friend to vent. I talked forever to her and sat outside in front of my home and talked and drank beer. The funny thing is that I had to go to the bathroom really bad but didn't want hubby to wake up and find out what was going on. I didn't make it to the bathroom in time and what's worse is that I forgot to pull my thong down when I went to pee. I litterally peed my pants!
Last night when I came home, I had a talk with hubby. He is very upset that I contacted "the girl". I don't really care. My point was made. I prevailed. He's the suckass looser. . . .
Have a great weekend all!
I have an issue with hubby. Hubby plays video games online and meets people there and plays along with them. Unfortunately, most of the "people" that he meets are girls (notice I didn't say "women). Hubby and I went out of town last weekend and left our son where we vacationed at with my inlaws as we had to come back early to go to work the next day. So when we get back on Sunday, he calls on his cell phone to his parents to tell them we are back safe and sound. Our son wants to talk to us on the phone so Daddy goes first. Then it's Mommy's turn. As I'm talking to him, his phone beeps which means tht either the battery is about to go dead or someone is on the other line. It's a girl from PA. I didn't answer it, finished up my conversation and handed the phone to hubby "It's that chick in PA". He then tells me quite innocently that is the first time that has happened. . . . hmmmmmmm.
So as days went on it hit me like a ton of bricks. Why does someone you play a game with need your cell number? So a fight ensued and he assured me that I was a dumbass for even thinking that anything would come out of it. The argument was going nowhere and I decided to just drop it, get drunk in my bedroom, fold laundry and watch a good violent flick. I had a plan up my sleeve.
The next day when I got home from work, he was getting ready for dinner and was going to go to be at 8p. That's not like him but nonetheless, my plan would continue. He went to bed and I put our son in the shower to get cleaned up for bed. While he was in the shower, I got into hubby's phone and started going through his call history. Not a lot there. You don't have a lot of concrete evidence from an incoming and out going call log. So I went to texting. BINGO! Lots of good juicy shit here. I read close to 45 texts. I couldn't read all of them as there were 95 outgoing and 46 incoming. I saw the bill last night by the way. 181 texts alltogether in the month of April alone. Two of them were mine.
I read thinks that really bothered me. Things like "I really care for you a lot" and "I have a 3 year old. . . that is my big secret. . . I'll probably never be married" and "You sleep tight sweetie. . I look forward to talking to you tomorrow" and "I hate to bother you at school but I just wanted to say hi". What? The bitch is in school???? Maybe he meant college. . . .
Earlier in the day before I came home, we got into an argument on the phone and I told him that he needed to tell her that they would no longer be contacting each other or else I would. He said he would. When I got home and started reading the texts, it was very clear that the conversation that I had requested take place had not happened. So, it was up to me to make the decision to call her and explain what was going on. Mind you, I already had about 9 beers in me at the time.
I put my little guy to bed, grabbed beer #10 and my phone and walked outside down my easement away from the house. I had already programed her number in my phone in a secret spot and began to dial. The conversation was unbelievable. First of all, she's 19 and still in HIGH SCHOOL! What's more is that hubby told her that I was crazy, didn't live with him but spent the night a few times, and that our son was 3. . . not 4. She also told me that he told her that he was some big wig contractor who built houses and then sold them right away because they were so great. I corrected her on that one. . . .
"Honey, I hate to tell you this but all he does is make concrete look pretty. He gets on his hands and knees like a little bitch and swirls his little heart out. He lied to you".
I told her that I felt bad for her as he had strung her along and it was clear that she was falling for him and had done so for the past month. She told me that he had a lot of explaining to do and I told her that my family life right now was being torn apart. Basically in a nutshell, he made it clear that I was nowhere near in the picture of his life which meant that if I wasn't there then that meant HE was the one taking care of our son. It really hurt especially after all of the things that I do on a regular basis to make things work for us as a family.
I got off the phone with her after 20 minutes and then called my best friend to vent. I talked forever to her and sat outside in front of my home and talked and drank beer. The funny thing is that I had to go to the bathroom really bad but didn't want hubby to wake up and find out what was going on. I didn't make it to the bathroom in time and what's worse is that I forgot to pull my thong down when I went to pee. I litterally peed my pants!
Last night when I came home, I had a talk with hubby. He is very upset that I contacted "the girl". I don't really care. My point was made. I prevailed. He's the suckass looser. . . .
Have a great weekend all!
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