What happened?
She called me last night asking what I would be willing to do to save our marriage.
I said, "Nothing. It's all on you baby."
She once again reiterated that she has forgotten all about her affair and I should forget it too and just move on with our marriage.
To me that is bat sh!t crazy.
She called back and asked me what she has to do. So I once again listed the bare minimum:
No contact with your affair partner or your former workplace.
Immediate reporting of any attempted contact to or from your affair partner or an intermediary.
Access to all your electronic communications.
Revealing of any secret email or other accounts.
Complete Truth and Honesty.
Total Transparency.
She thought that unreasonable.
She said, "What if I he bumps into me while I'm shopping. How will that be my fault?"
Bat Sh!t crazy.
She said, "I have not had any contact with him and don't even respond to his latest emails."
Latest emails? Ummm, didn't she give me all her email account(s) information.
So I said, "if you gave me all your email info, why is it that I don't see any of these contact attempts he's made? Do you have another email account that you failed to reveal? What is it"
She says, "I don't remember. Stop pressuring me. You know all you're supposed to know."
That is bat sh!t crazy.
Then she says, "Where are you right now?"
I say, "I'm out."
She says, "You shouldn't be out. Where are you? You should be home in bed."
That's bat sh!t crazy.
I reply, "You snuck out at night. What's wrong with me going out without sneaking around?"
Then she says, you need to come home and start working on our marriage. What are you willing to do to stay married?"
I said, "I'll start by not screwing the people I work with. What are you willing to do."
Here's my favorite reply of all:
She says, "You're still living in the past. You need to stop living in the past."
That's bat sh!t crazy.
I know that recovering from this crap is going to be a long drawn out and painful process. But the more I see of what she did and how she thinks I should recover from it, the more I wish I had never met her; never gotten married and never wasted nearly 4 decades of my life trying to be a good husband and provider.
Oh, and now she's worried about finances and how she's going to get by. I suggested she move in with the POSOM and let him provide for her.
"He would never take care of me!" she said.
I guess she should've made a better affair choice.
Frankly I am insulted that she picked someone so far beneath me.
Bat sh!t crazy.
Another rambling post on this beautiful Friday morning.