If you really got a rise out of my previous posts then this one will irk the hell out of you so just don't read it if you can't stand my lifestyle.
Today I just moved the rest of my personal belongings into the home of my lover and his family. As you know she has known about me for quite some time. We have learned a lot from each other over the past year and the one issue that continues to be problematic is the time he spends away from his family to be with me. To give him more family time we have decided that co-habitation is the best course. I have my own room in his maritial home. I help around the house and take care of his daughters sometimes while his wife is at work. She is in sales.
I have been in the house since July 1, but today was the final load of personal items and it is truly final. I am here to stay.
So far his wife and I have had only one altercation. This revolved around wether or not she should have included me in dinner plans one Friday evening after I had her children all day and she was at work, it is funny, it was almost like it was when I was a housewife and my husband wanted a hot cooked mean when he got home, but I was too tired to cook and so I would want to go out. In this case I was tired, so was she, but she wanted to go with her immediate family and I felt that she was being unreasonable as I was as hungry as everyone else, nopt to mention exhauseted; however, to keep the peace I remained home ordered pizza, took a bubble bath and watched a movie. Overall we were all happy with the outcome, but she could have asked me nicely rather than coming off catty and bitchy and everyone would have been a lot happier.
I waited till I cooled off a bit and talked to her about her mean words the next day; I gently reminded her that if it weren't for MY desire to save her family from Divorce that she would have no husband home for dinner at all and that if she ever spoke to me in that tone again i would not aquiesce and would attend dinner with the family because I expect to be treated with the same respect (especially in front of the kids) as I treat her with. Of course I had this discussion in private out of earshot of the kids.
And our life continues in this unorthodox but quite happy home.
SnS