I was making breakfast this morning and the ow's name came on the news. Seems she was busted with drug paraphernalia, meth and meth making equipment.
My H is basically your "good ol boy". He admitted to once being in a room where pot was smoked.He seemed horrified to have even been there. When we were dating I told him as a teenager I smoked pot..you would have thought I told him I was a drug trafficker.
After the first time I saw OW I asked him..Are you aware she is a druggie? Eventually he did admit he had some questions that she made excuses for...how does one actually make an excuse for needle marks???
You would have thought I would have felt vindicated this morning. I just wanted to slap the bacon out of his hand and knock him off his chair.
After awhile as I was doing dishes he came up behind me and hugged me and said "thank you". I do not normally get a "thank you" for his eggs and bacon, so I asked him for what. He said "saving me". I wanted to hold his head under the dishwater till the bubbles stopped. ( no...Not.. homicidal...Just a phrase). Seriously.who saved me from all the pain?? Who saved me everytime there was another revelation and I hit my knee's crying?
I hope she goes to prison ( not her first arrest) for a very long time. About two months ago my step-son saw her being hauled out of a motel in handcuffs and into a police car.
And yes, I did not have unprotected sex with H for a long time after her and we did get tested for aids.
Seriously, THIS is what I was almost lost for... don't I feel like a prize!!