During the week we are sleeping in different rooms as, otherwise, I struggle to have a peaceful night because of her snoring - my snoring does not seem to affect her.
Anyway, I was watching some TV and went into our bedroom to wish her goodnight and she said, 'I was looking for a receipt for the extra cereal packet you bought - so I could return it. All your stuff fell out and so everything is in the wrong order in your wallet.'
Bollocks.
Yes, I had bought some extra cereal but I checked the next morning and it had already been returned. She was clearly going through my wallet which was in my trousers that I had left in my room. What was she trying to find? A secret tryst of some sort. Sadly, there is nothing and so nothing was found. I obviously did not address it with her in any antagonistic way or, indeed, in any way. What's the point.
Because, also, you see, I am at a point where I really don't want to play the game of who is 'right' and who is 'wrong'. It really doesn't matter. Though life these last couple of years since the Magic Turnaround has been fine, I just have no feeling and while this blog is very useful to record points, it is for my own benefit rather than to weigh the scales. It is what it is and when it comes to split, and I do hope that that time will come, I will not feel the need to justify my actions.
Update May 2019
Perhaps I had been hasty in my judgement. That extra box of cereal had been lying about in the car rather than returned. Am still not convinced though - she could have easily used her receipt to return the box I had bought?
Update May 2019
Perhaps I had been hasty in my judgement. That extra box of cereal had been lying about in the car rather than returned. Am still not convinced though - she could have easily used her receipt to return the box I had bought?