WH has been on a 100% legit (I spoke with his boss) business trip for the past few days. During this business trip he was scheduled to interview for a permanent position with the company at which he's contracting. I'd like him to get the job because he met OW at his contracting company (although now that OW's trust fund has matured she no longer needs to work for a living
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Yesterday I had a bad trigger and decided that I was not going to spare WH's feelings and not tell him about it. Why should I keep it to myself? But I tried to mitigate it a bit by sending the following to a non-work email address so he wouldn't necessarily be at work when he saw it:
This morning when I was heading out the door I took a look around the living room.
I saw our couch, and pictured you having sex with her on it.
I saw the console behind the couch, and thought about how you bought it with her and used her Crate & Barrel discount for it.
I saw our end table and thought about how you bought it at IKEA coming back from a trip with her.
You were building a life with her IN MY HOUSE. It was my house too! Was it just YOUR house in your mind? Did I not exist? When did I become some minor inconvenience, some speed bump to the life you wanted to have?
I thought you and I were building a life together. I thought we bought nice things for US, when really it was just for you. I was just there to scoop the litter, wash the dishes, edit your resume, do your taxes. You were happy to have me around to do the actual work of maintaining a life, and having her around for the fun stuff.
So today I get the following in response:
Not true...but thanks for this during my trip right before my interview...
Yeah, well, DDay was all of 30 minutes before I was supposed to set up a video conference of all the executives at my work. I was shaking, hysterical on the inside and forced to shove it all down and be completely professional. I had to stand there and fake being cheery and get my shit together to get a complicated setup done with the brand new knowledge that my my M had been a lie for the past three years pounding in my brain and in my heart.
So pardon me if I don't exactly have a lot of sympathy for WH feeling bad for being reminded of all his wrongdoing!