I've been a little bit nervous since my fWH recently reactivated his LinkedIn account. We talked about the reactivation and decided that it was necessary for his job hunt; however both of us had trepidation about it as well since it had become the MOWs 'go to' way of stalking. I'm happy to report that there have been no MOW sightings.
So, last night we were on his LIn account and fWH asked me to go into his email because he hadn't been on in a while. So I move over to that and notice that there are 100s of junk mail. Normally I just hit the 'delete all' button but the word "Boobs" jumped out at me. I opened it up and sure enough a big a@@ pair of boobs was staring at us both. It was a spam 'friend' request from F@ckbook.
I turned to my fWH and asked him to tell me about all of the sites that he use to visit, and with each name he got more and more flustered. I specifically asked about Ashley Madison and he admitted to window shopping on the site but never signed up because it was too expensive. My hackles rose and I went off on him. "I demanded to know how he could do such a thing?" etc, etc..His answer to my question stop me mid-tirade because it made me realize that we have been down this road before. He has answered my questions time and time again. I realized that I was getting mad for the sake of getting mad. Kind of like I was 'expected' to be angry.
His answer? "Give me a break! I'm a recovering perv!!"
After laughing together I made another discovery. I love this man and I've never been happier. I'm glad that I swallowed my pride for my DD's sake and gifted him with reconciliation. Now....as long as there is a pair of Uggs and a new zoom lens for my camera under the tree next month, this R thing will continue.