My ex partner and I are still living together. We have sold the house and have both found properties to move to. We are waiting for the sale to go through. In the interim, I am in the spare room, he is in what was our bedroom. Same roof, different ceiling – a less than ideal solution!
My ex partner is keen to find a new wife as soon as possible. I heard him talking on the phone about it the other day. Within three years he anticipates that he will be married and may even have another child. Maybe he has met his new wife already!
Now, I am the instigator of our separation so I guess I can’t be too upset. He would have happily plodded along for a few more years in our unhappy and loveless relationship. I want more.
Our relationship was convenient for him. In fact, it still is. I do most of the washing and the house admin. I look after our son and work full time. I rush home from work to collect him from nursery or to relieve my Mum who kindly looks after him two days a week. I pay the house bills. I post his letters, collect his parcels, take the cat to the vet. We have always split all bills and the mortgage 50/50 despite the large difference between our respective salaries. I am basically his PA and housekeeper and I do it for free.
On Saturday night he went out. This is fine. It gave me a nice evening feeding and bathing my son, breastfeeding him and then giving him loads of cuddles before bed. It also gave me a chance to sit down with a nice glass of wine and work on my blog.
My ex-partner went out looking very dapper. He even had a shower before he went out – this doesn’t sound strange, but ordinarily he’d just have his normal shower in the morning and wouldn’t bother showering again before his evening escapades.
He arrived home just before three in the morning. I am a light sleeper and I always have an ear out for a crying baby. He then got up at half past five to be sick in the toilet. Nice!
I don’t know whether he has met anyone yet, but he is certainly tripping the light fantastic and on the prowl.
How do I feel about this?
Okay actually. I did look at him before he went out and wondered when the last time he actually bothered to dress up to go out with me was – probably our first date six years ago. I do not envy him the 3am return home, the 5.30am head down a toilet incident, or the day with a hangover and a baby. I wasn’t overly pleased to have been woken up twice by someone other than the baby, but I’ll get over it.
I hope that he finds someone quickly. I really do, because it will make him happier. I am not sure that he is that bothered about finding someone perfect. I think he just wants the convenience of a wife.
As for me, well, I am not going to rush into anything. My son is, and always will be, my top priority in life now. We are going to enjoy settling into our new home, when we finally move into it, and we are going to concentrate on us for a while. We are the most important people in the world.
When my son is in bed or with his Daddy, I am going to concentrate on me. I can’t wait.
Watch out for lots of new blog posts!