So I’ve been out on disability for just about 4 years now and I’ve pretty much run down every mental road there is. I’ve been Mr Mom for all that time, doing all the stuff a Mr. Mom does. That part of my life is coming to a welcomed close for me. Because now I’m just becoming dangerous to myself.
My newest adventure: becoming infatuated with another mommy. Our kids play together. Most of the summer I’ve picked up the other kid and took them to the pool without her mom. A few times the mom came and we started talking and all that. I dig this chick. I shouldn’t because we’re both married but I just do.
She started telling me stuff about her life and yada yada she made it exceptionally easy for me to tell her that I liked her. I don’t know what “like” means. I sometimes get interested in other women but either I don’t allow myself to take it further or the opportunity just doesn’t present itself. This time no.
So since school started and the pool’s closed I started calling her. The conversations were usually more than an hour and strangely religion was a big topic. She’s Christian, I’m not (agnostic over here).
She did her share of letting me know that she liked me but she also told me that things would end badly and that this was not good. I agree. I’m sorry I really like this chick and it really really sucks. I was in the dumps about this all day yesterday. Bu the truth is the truth.
Usually when we pick our kids up from school we stand in totally different spots and she only walks past me. If I’m lucky I get a hello. No problem.
Today she AND her husband picked up her kid in what was absolutely a signal to me. It was not accidental or coincidental that he was there. I just wonder how that conversation went.
He’s not liked me (rightly so it turns out) since before I even looked at his wife the wrong way. Somehow now I feel better. Really really better. Everything’s definitely run its course as far as it’ll go. Maybe that’s why.
So now I’m certain that I’m a danger to my marriage. I don’t know what that was that just happened and I’m sitting here with a lot of questions about myself.
Mundane and pointless? maybe.
For anyone who plans on going on a tangent about my disloyalty to my wife I say this: I don’t want to hear it.


