I went with my mom and Matt to play darts tonight. We were having a good time. We stopped at Whataburger on our way home and Bob calls.
He says "we need to talk, go somewhere by yourself". He tells me (while I'm standing in Whataburger parking lot) that he's not coming home tomorrow because he's met someone else. That's it... just like that... in the matter of one phone call my marriage is over.
I have no words, but to my "lovely" blog stalkers...talk your trash all you want, share my blog and tell your friends, laugh at me behind my back, whatever else it is you do. At this point in time I don't even care.