Quite the day in General musings

  • March 3, 2014, 9:59 p.m.
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Had some fascinating conversations with F, and he urged me to stay on the phone with him as hub got home, which enraged hub, even though I was just saying goodbye. So he went into a fucking snit, making dinner real fun - the rest of the night I just ignored him, watching tv and doing crosswords. Then my phone buzzed with a text and he ran for my phone, which caused me to yell, 'don't touch my fucking phone!' and we wrestled over it. I shut it and put it in my purse. He shouted why didnt I go live with my lover. I said I haven't been asked. He said why don't you go, you know you don't want to be here with me. I didn't deny it. It all really started with what I was talking to F about this afternoon. He couldn't believe that hub and I had basically never had a sex life - hub had no interest. F was basically infuriated to hear about how hub had made me feel through the years. "But you're practically a nympho, how could he have married you?" I protested the "nympho", but he said, "in a good way.." He went on and on, "what a fucking waste...you're a beautiful woman and fucking sexy as hell, and he treated you that way?"

So I am "hiding" in the basement until hub falls asleep - had my good night text with F - he was sorry that I'd had a bad evening.


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