Rants on a Friday night.

Oh, boy. I am just so fed up right now. My son has a friend that comes around every weekend and spends the evenings here, they play games and watch YouTube videos. My problem is the boy's giggling. I can't stand it. I hate weekends. All kinds of things go on that I am not happy with. People coming from the local club and passing by, they make so much noise. Then there is always a fight or two among neighbors. So much drama crammed into a few hours of night over a weekend. I wish I could escape to a quieter place. I wish people did not have to fight and be ridiculous. Earlier there was a crash of cars just around the corner from us and of course a lot of raised voices. As I am typing a couple of guys are going by and they are speaking so loud, you'd swear they were miles apart. Maybe I am just getting old, or maybe there is just no more respect in this world anymore. There was a time when you walked down a residential street as quietly as you could and spoke in whispers. Not anymore. No one has any consideration for the next. I am tired and I am off to bed. Love ya. Hugs

Surviving after an affair.

So to update... We divorced and then remarried. Yes the after effects of the affair is still there. It still hurts a great deal. There is still mistrust, but we learn to deal with those things on a daily basis and make the most of the good times. We love each other enough to live with each other's faults and short comings. No one in this world is perfect. I wish I did not have to feel what I feel, sometimes it overwhelms me. I still dream about my husband telling me he is having an affair. When I have had such a dream, I discuss it with him and he reassures me that it is just a dream and nothing is going on that I need to worry about. So I guess we have take it one day at a time and hope for the best. Everyone deals with things in their own way and this is how I am dealing with mine. Love ya. Hugs.