The secret diary of a single parent bloke
Katrina is proving herself to be the sneakiest, most devious person I have ever known. I know that she’s having an affair, but she rarely seems to leave the house. She’s certainly not admitting to anything.
She’s temping at the moment, so could be working anywhere. Or maybe she’s not working at all. She tells me that she’s going to work, but I’ve no way of actually knowing that. She doesn’t go out in the evening- just sits on the sofa and goes to sleep (usually at about 7pm), leaving me to try to tidy up our shit-tip of a house.
She knows that I can get into any email account that she sets up, and now deletes all sent and received messages. I can also get copies of phone bills online now. We’re still on dialup, because we can’t afford broadband, and this contributed to our latest bill. Oddly, both her mobile bill and the landline will were for the same amount: £126 each for the month. Annoyingly, both are in my name, so I have to pay for her to talk to these blokes! Taking the piss or what?
So I confront her. Again. She shrugs, says that “James” and “Ben” keep contacting her, and she keeps telling them to go away. She tells me how wonderful “James” is, and how I’d like him if I met him. He loves her, but is too nice to break up our family. But she’s never had an affair with him, nor “Ben”. They were just friends to confide in, to help her through the stress of living with me. And she tells me what a poor husband I am.
I’ve been treated like a mug for too long. I’m going to tell her that the marriage is over. But I’m not going to do the leaving, why should I? What kind of life would my children have with her as their single parent? But I can’t simply kick her out- how would I be able to run things alone? Natalia needs to go to and from school, and Jack is at nursery part-time. Katrina’s parents do most of the running around, picking up the kids at the end of the day. I simply can’t give up work, and I’m pretty sure they’d never let me go part time (and I couldn’t afford that anyway). I need a plan!