WS got called in to work. I'm sitting here, at night, playing on computer, with cell phone next to me; waiting for him to say he is done and coming home.
Do you know how many times this exact thing happened while he was out screwing that woman? Too many.
I think WS knows this. As every 30 minutes or so I'm getting a new, time stamped text of the computer work he is working on...so I know exactly where he is. I didn't even ask him for this.
Yup. Just sitting here crying, pissed that I'm in this position; and loving him for knowing it.