My weird/happy life has already been discussed here and for those of you have been following along, you may have begun to think we have one of these California/"Mormon hippies with tans and board shorts" families. But no. We're just doing the best we can with what we've got, and we've got the girlfriend. This topic needs to be removed from my to do list before I go on with my "big reveal" and if you're not chuckling, you should be because I am. ( About the "big reveal" not my husband's girlfriend. There's not as much chuckling there.)
Long before I met my husband, when he was still married to my wife-in-law, he spent so much time in the dentist office that he became friends with the woman that ran the office. His teeth recovered beautifully because the dentist is amazing. In fact it's the same dentist that I went to the other day for my teeth.
Actually, I'm stating to think maybe we're not right. Be that as it may husband, lady, friends. Wife of 28 years not happy anyway, but this doesn't help. Understandably so, but nothing more than a few too many emails and a few rounds of golf with the gang happened between them. Even if it had, my philosophy on relationships is, if my partner going to be unfaithful, I want them to hurry up so I can kick their sorry sit downs to the curb and move on with my life. Jealousy never stopped one man from jumping into a woman. It also helps that I have a very high opinion of my self worth and pity the fool that doesn't share my opinion.
My response to all this was,
"You want to keep your girl friend because you've known her forever? No problem. We'll all be friends." Her husband. Her. Me. My husband. You know.. two couples.. in love with each other, friends with another couple. Sounds like a 1950s tv sitcom waiting to happen.
Unfortunately, the girlfriend has made it clear that she does not want to "all be friends." She wants to date my husband. You can imagine how I feel about that.
Games I would not play ensued with "I'll call you"s and "Tell Tracy I said hi"s and "We should get together"s where we "get" and they decide not to"gether", leaving us to sit in a bar all night waiting for people who don't show. Yeah. Not feeling the fun.
So here we are. Years later, where she's calling my husband, to apologize about being "a bitch" ( her words, not mine )because he had to cancel a lunch date on a work day and crying on my husbands shoulder during a legitimately stressful time in her life. And yes, I know she has a husband of her own. She evidently needs my husband too.
Am I mad? No.
Am I stupid? No. And yes, that's hard to sell.
Am I going to stop being kind to her? No. Probably not.
Am I a saint? No
Am I going to insist I be a part of her friendship with my husband? No.
Am I going to insist my husband end his friendship with her? Phhht.. No.
So what am I going to do? I'm going to get a boyfriend!
but what I am going to do is slit her tir...
I'm going to do nothing. I know all the people involved. I know what I value, and I know what she thinks is "out there" in my husband really isn't, because as wonderful of a man as he is be no one can ever make you feel better or worse about your life than you. The girl needs a hug. I have a very high opinion of the quality of my hugs and I pity the fool who doesn't share my opinion.