-No more supporting (him) 100% on projects or life changes only to see (him) rarely follow through (*he DID follow through on *his affair though, so good for *him on that!).
No more staring at the ceiling trying to sleep through the snoring.
No more disgusting cans of chew spit everywhere.
No more relying on someone else to do something I should and could have just done myself in order to not make them feel like a worthless idiot...
No more coddling, holding in my angry words, encouraging and not nagging because I never wanted to be "that bitch" so he wouldn't cheat on me (didn't really work out for me)
Walking out my apartment door without telling ANYONE where I am going or when I will be back.
Knowing that during his 50/50 custody week that he is seeing EXACTLY how my life was before he cheated, what drove me to be so stressed that he didn't want to come home to me, and that HE set off the atomic bomb in our lives. Not me.
-Won't have to listen to endless complaining about everything
Oh God, the moaning. I gave up going out to dinner or a movie because all he would do is complain. WH didn't like anyone, anything, any place. Moan, moan, moan.
I will never have to go through the man-child morning routine again.
Shuffle into kitchen
Dramatically rotate neck
WH: "I'm so tired. Did you make me a coffee? Did you print out that document? Did you email x client?"
Me: "Yes, I did all that before you got up."
WH: Groan. Martyred grimace. "Let me have ten minutes peace to drink my coffee." WH shuffles off outside for a cigarette while I finish getting DD ready for school.
[This message edited by Phoenix1 at 12:00 AM, October 13th (Sunday)]
This above all: to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man, ~ Shakespeare
...you can spend the evening in bed with fresh sheets (and made by cleaning guy...), your laptop, catching up on some work while listening to your favorite audiobook series, having a glass of wine and dipping French bread in your favorite pasta sauce.
Did I mention the sweats, reading the Fine Cooking magazine and... the beautiful peace and quiet in my house, just my kitten snuggling next to me?