I was sooooooooo in love, if he said squat and strain...I would have asked "where."
Who knows what makes some of us TICK!
There were some times ( a few ) that I told him " he was NOT MY FATHER" , to be met with, " pack my bags." Boooooooooooooooo hoooooooooooooooooooo! Little did I know of what was to come.
SO THIS WAS US AT 40 after ten years of living together ( and if ten years isn't time enough to get to know each other ...He was a CONTROLLER and still I married him. Yeah...and he married me. The ass kisser, the pleaser, the obedient one, the chief COOK and bottle washer, homemaker, sex partner.
Soooooooooo where am I going with all this................ last night close to midnight Jill and the W.B. came home after an evening of eating and drinking and she will admit and did...that she had too much to drink, BUT it didn't give hubby the RIGHT TO COP A FEEL or say what he said to her.
He hears them come in as he was using his pot and Lady and Cash came into our room to be let out to pee after they greeted the two late arrivals. Hubby offered to let them out after he finished peeing and did. Next thing I know he is headed out of our bedroom and I asked him where he was going. "To shit", he replied haughtedly. My eyes followed him out our door to the bathroom and Jill offered to help him in the bathroom. Saw her close the door for him. What I didn't see or hear was him putting a hand out to cop a feel and hear him say, " my dick is so hard."
She immediately stepped in my room and told me. "Ma...we are going to handle him . I can handle him. " When he shakily made his way back to our bed...she began by telling him she WAS HIS DAUGHTER. YOU ARE MY DAD. I'M SORRY IF I REMIND YOU OF MY MOTHER, BUT I AM YOUR DAUGHTER! he kept saying..uh huh, uh huh. "Now who am I dad? To which he would reply, my daughter. She told him that he should start showing us both some respect. I'll take care of you til you die, but there will NEVER BE ANY SEX BETWEEN US. NEVER, you hear me! There were times he acted like he had no idea why they were having this conversation and I would interject ....cause you copped a feel. She told him that he spoke inappropriate words to her. " I did" ??? "YES...YOU DID! NEVER TOUCH ME AGAIN LIKE THAT! UNDERSTAND!
When she did leave our room to go to bed, he immediately said as in speaking to me, "what magic words did you use to get her to leave." Told him no magic words, he was NAILED and she had spoken her mind. Then I laid there IN THOUGHT....and I noticed he was laying there awake too. Got up and sat at my computer. he asked me what i was doing and I told him I was thinking of getting in my car and driving off. After awhile...common sense took over and I climbed back in bed and fell asleep. I don't even remember if I laid awake...or I just CRASHED.
So here it is ....a Saturday morning and to anyone looking in on us...it's just another typical morning after a not so typical night. I did want to say to him....and WILL, AT LEAST LET ME MOURN YOUR DEATH. You continue like this and I WON'T SHED A TEAR! .
It's almost 10 a.m. I didn't even finish my second cup of coffee before I was doing what I usually do to " let off steam." This time...it was cleaning the squirrels cage...thorougly ...and putting WD 40 on his exercize wheel. Wasn't long into this when hubby decides to walk to the kitchen....to excercize. Heard him say to Butchie..."Thanks for helping me last night. Hope I didn't get any pee on you."
I'm THINKING...WTF! Am I hearing right????????????? So i asked him when he came back to our room why he was thanking Butchie. he tells me that he helped him into the bathroom last night and onto the toilet and pulled his pullup down and up. Jill was there too. HUH??????????????
Like where the fuck was I when this went down??? that's not what my eyes saw. BUT to make certain i went and asked Butchie....nope he never was in the bathroom, never helped him. I KNEW IT....BUT I still needed thae confirmation I wasn't loosing it. I saw ONLY HUBBY emerge from that bathroom while Jill was talking to me!
Once back in my bedroom I asked right out.... Do you want Michelle to know what you have been doing ? ....no answer..Do you care if I even shed a tear when you die and mourn you? You could at least give me that! Again.... I get the old, 'what did I do?" LOUD and CLEAR, I told him! No denying....no admitting from him. Minutes later I was down at the sink rinsing a rag out and Jill, Butch and I had some more conversation. When I came back into our room he asked me if we were still talking about him. Told him...YES!
I KNOW MY HUSBAND....and there is now way on God's Green Earth that if he was INNOCENT that he would take any ( what he would call ) shit from me. He'd be BLOWING A GASKET! I shit you not!
Michelle already has been told what's going on by Jill. They are close. She has asked me if I want to let him know that she knows and she will confront him. I think this coming Wednesday, their American Idol watching together evening...IT"S TIME!
WE ARE NOT SWEEPING EACH THING UNDER THE RUG...any longer! No more sucking it up....nor making excuses like he has dementia or any other fucking brain problem. Jill and I are in agreement....confront, CONFRONT it head on.
No more holding it in!
Bugsy has a clean, deoderized cage, Ginger has a clean sanitized pee box.....and I FEEL BETTER for speaking my mind. I shit you not! Oh, I'm not saying that there won't be a next time.....BUT I'll be damned if either one of us ( Jill or I ) will stay silent.
During one of our conversations ( Jill, Butchie and I ) he made mention that Jill only had one glass of wine and got soused on it. Now I know that if you don't eat, you get drunk easy, BUT I saw her eat a good breakfast. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ....can't let that weigh me down. For whatever reason...it was what it was! He didn't say that she stopped after that first glass of wine and I don't think she did. BUT like she said to me last night, just because she is drunk, it should not make him( hubby) think he can cop a feel or say sexual in nature things to her. ...CORRECT!
Whether she has been sober or drunk....he has NO RIGHT !
Hardly seems the right time to mention this......
My cruise and air flight tickets have been purchased. I leave here March 19th and come back April 3rd. Jill told hubby last night that I deserve this vacation and she will not let him ruin it for me. She will make sure that he has what he needs while I'm gone....IN THE CAPACITY OF HIS DAUGHTER!
I still haven't eaten breakfast and I keep letting my coffee get cold. Time to get off the " woe is me" bandwagon and do something about that.
(((hugs)))Pat
That's All Folks!

