Mutti Chronicles

I am back from vacation feeling rested however I have to continue my rant or I will go completely crazy.

I remembered on the drive home from work  that I went out for ice cream with the little lying, cheating whore jogger just a couple of months ago.  Along with my lying, cheating husband who had just sworn to me that they were “just running”. Right. They were “just running” towards each other. I also remember one of her blog entries professing her love for her husband and family. And her husband’s  comment on that blog entry telling her how proud he was of her and how much he loved her.

Well I guess marriage vows mean nothing and it’s okay to cheat with your “best friend”.

And now they’re doing it before either divorce is final.

Weekly reminder to my husband. Drop dead. Oh wait, if you do you won’t be able to pay me forever and ever!

I am not supposed to be spending my own money. I have not been paid yet and the bank account will be getting a little low soon. Money please.

Having one of those I-know-he’s-an-asshole-but-I-miss-him days.

And I still don’t want a divorce.

Time for another chapter of Mutti ranting. So he’s going on a “road trip”. And he’s taking the dog? And the van? Let’s think about with who. Two guesses. First guess does not count. Yeah that’s right. With her.  In my van with my dog. Let’s think about where they’re going. Did I mention with my van and my dog? I’m tired of bitching so that’s all for now. Maybe tomorrow.

This whole thing really hurts.

And I really miss him.

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