I called. I’m scheduled.
I asked how the process works. Apparently since we are able to have open and honest communications on our own we need to go in together right away. I booked it. I cowardly came out of hiding & asked the husband to keep the date & time open. He wasn’t thrilled about both of us going in. He thought it was just me wanting to do this and he would come in at a later time…. maybe. The lady thought otherwise.
I apologized for it all but he said I didn’t need to be sorry. Exhausted I went to bed. Apparently I fell asleep immediately.
I have a giant pit in my stomach.
After a weekend of holiday parties & being away from the kids I thought he would want to be home tonight. I got a phone call asking to stay out for a while to have a few drinks. Who am I to say no? He said he would be home an hour ago. This was the reason the pit was forming in my stomach.