I'm not sure if I told you all this before but I was once married. Yep me. My husband was an insecure, insensitive manipulative cheat. (I'll get into all that other stuff later)
On one warm, beautiful, sunny Saturday morning my husband and I were just lounging around in bed trying to wake up and talking. In the midst of our conversation he said something that completely floored me.
He said, "Um, I joined the Navy."
Me: I just looked at him and blinked. "You did what?"
Him: "I joined the Navy the other day."
Oh you know I was out of that bed, hands flailing looking like a crazy woman.
Me: "Excuse me? How the hell can you do something like that without talking to me FIRST!?"
Him: "I've always wanted to join the Navy. This is something I need to do for ME."
Me: "You selfish bastard! It's no longer about just YOU. You have a wife now to think about."
I just could not fathom how a spouse could do something so drastic without discussing it with their mate. It was beyond me. I was livid.
I threw on some clothes and drove all the way to his recruiters office to confront the bastard but when I arrived the lights were on, the door was locked but he would not answer the door. I was hot!
I drove back home to finish having it out with dumbass but he had left. You better believe that he and I argued for weeks after that because what he did was reprehensbile.
His mother told him one time when we were visiting her that, "You better not leave that pretty girl here all by herself. Some man is gonna come and snatch her up." Dumbass just looked at us both, shook his head and looked out the window into the backyard.
A whole lot of drama insued before he left for basic training. I'll let you in on it little by little. Too much for one blog entry.
Reimagine journaling
1 year ago
Labels: ex-husband