Signs Your Wife is Cheating

In my last post I listed a few signs the marriage is over. One pretty big one for me was the wife was caught cheating. Yep, the wife was cheating. Contrary to what we read and what Lifetime broadcasts, wives do cheat.

So how did I know? Here’s a few things to look for:

Late hours at the gym, tanning booth, and unexplained absences were constant happenings with my wife. Victoria’s Secret boxes also started to show up at the house. It’s easy to deny changes in behavior, to look the other way. Don’t.

My wife was spending three days a week at the gym, each “session” taking up to five hours. Who spends five hours at the gym at one time? With my wife, gym visits were on week nights. Most nights she was coming home close to 10pm. Her excuses were totally lame, “traffic was heavy” for instance.

The wife was always partial to tanning. Her tanning started to coincide with the late night gym sessions then on the weekends too for a few hours a visit. Sure, her skin was becoming leather but she was missing calls and texts from her kids for hours at a time.The math didn’t add up.

Victoria Secret models are hot. Your wife doesn’t get nearly as much action as one of those models (or maybe she does). Look for VS boxes and packaging appearing regularly. This is another tell-tale sign that the dog is getting a bone, if you’ll allow me the AC/DC reference. When you’re not having sex and countless VS packages are in the trash you better start looking for reasons.

These changes in behavior led me to Google, the master of all private investigators. Several articles advised looking at the phone bill and I did. Wham! There it was as clear as day: Her lover’s phone number nearly every weeknight during the 5 o’clock hour and extra times on gym nights. The number was in the phone detail for months.

A husband’s inclination is to confront when such evidence is found and I did. I wish I hadn’t. I should have called an attorney, hired an investigator, and started building a case. My separation was relatively painless but I wish when seeing that phone bill I had kept cool. If other events hadn’t fallen my way I would have needed that evidence.

Instead, I confronted her and alerted her to my knowledge. She denied the affair and changed her behavior. Then the fat lady sang.

After scheduling marriage counseling, a mystery person from the Internet emailed me details. The final sign that you know your wife is cheating is when a anonymous witness provides evidence. Luckily for me my wife actually is a bitch – people really don’t like her. Once I had  enough detail she could no longer deny me.

Armed with the evidence I needed and advice from the Internet I then proceeded to remove her from my life. I used enough of the detail provided from my new Internet friend to negotiate my separation. I now live in relative peace.

I hope you’re now armed with at least one tip. I hope you’re not discovering your adulterous wife’s activities. If you’re like me you’ve hit this blog post because you believe it’s happening. The bad news is that it probably is if your gut tells you so. Take a step back, examine your life. You’ll get through it.

Good luck.

 

 

Warning Signs the Marriage is Over

Given the new Keurig is proving to be a good buy, lets jump into this blog. I’ve been thinking about where to start. The only logical place for me is the tell-tale warning signs that my marriage was ending.

Sign #1: I’m Sleeping on the Couch

After a relocation my wife was constantly finding ways and reasons why we couldn’t sleep in the same bed. I snore. I toss and turn. I get up too many times. My anxiety over sleep had reached a point where I decided to skip the whole practice all together and stay on the couch. Why bother?

Of course my wife’s view point was that I was pushing her away; I didn’t want sex, if I exercised more I wouldn’t be restless at night. It was my problem. Never once was she willing to consider her late night TV viewing kept me awake, her nightly ritual of “building a nest” woke and kept me awake, her mid-night tirades at a cat for waking her up, or countless environmental factors contributed to my insomnia.

There were just too many reasons to keep me away regardless of who came up with them.

Sign #2: Two Different Parents

If you’re raising a teenager or survived one you’re aware of the inconsistent logic a parent is confronted with on a daily basis. My personal view is two parents need to be in lock step with each other and debates need to be private. This wasn’t the case in our marriage particularly as our oldest rapidly grew through 14 to 16 years of age.

My wife would always send the children to me for the “no” decisions or the discipline then forget the rules conveniently and publicly. Even as we were separating my oldest child complained openly that Mom couldn’t remember the rules, the punishment, or whether or not she was grounded. Ditto on allowance. The kids never knew what Mom was paying for and when.

Of course, my parenting skills were lacking according to the wife; I’m insensitive, too strict, a bully, force the kids to do chores as “child labor”, and play favorites. My wife openly expressed these views to the kids. The combination of her inconsistency and public disagreements with my view points kept the kids confused at home. Our family was in chaos.

Two parents on two different pages is not a healthy environment for anyone.

Sign #3: Alcohol

As the problems in the home became apparent to me I backed off from drinking, at times going weeks without a beer. Trust me, this was an arduous task for a craft brew lover. My wife however honed her skills at drinking wine. A bottle of wine a night became the norm for her alone.

Aside from the obvious problems of over consuming alcohol on a regular basis, every small issue became major. My wife became more aggressive towards me, towards her children, and any potential confrontation. She began to forget things for the children such as milk for cereal, or when an appointment was scheduled. My wife would stop to get a bottle of wine each night but never get food stuffs to ensure the kids had enough to eat.

At one point her drinking became so severe that she started accusing the kids of sneaking wine in the afternoon because she couldn’t remember how much she drank nor believe that she was drinking so much. She yelled at both kids, accusing them of lying because she “took measurements.” When I asked the kids offline how Mom took measurements they told me “Mom used her fingers”.

My children began to complain to me privately. My oldest daughter communicated that she confronted her Mom after being embarrassed publicly at a concert. My daughter’s desperate attempts to help her Mom were easily discounted as “something that runs in the family.” Never has my wife come to grips with her choices.

Alcohol abuse is a mask for other problems. I learned sobriety is clarity within a relationship.

Sign #4: Ain’t No Sex Goin’ On

Looking back I believe my relationship with my wife was based on sex more than friendship and trust to be honest. When the sex stopped I started to realize this wasn’t a person I wanted to be with (and for many other reasons). We just didn’t have anything in common.

Sex was the glue that kept us together for 14+ years. For 12 of those we had sex fairly regularly and it could be hot occasionally. Over the years I noticed we had sex more under the influence of alcohol than when sober. When sober there was only one time a week I could approach my wife – Sunday’s at 9am. When sex happened, it happened in the same position, the same way every week.

Needless to say it got boring. I didn’t care how hot my wife was. I refused to have sex by appointment and I refused to drink heavily just to get randy. My wife characterized that as “pushing her away.”

Bottom line was sex became a confrontation and a source of anxiety, not the spontaneous expression of love it should be.

Sign #5: Infidelity, The Final Straw

My wife was sexually frustrated too. Her infidelity was the last straw with me. There were signs for months that she was having the affair. Heck, there were signs several times in our marriage but the most recent behavioral trend was confronted and proven, then she admitted to it and boasted it would not end.

It was my fault of course. I didn’t have sex anymore, slept on the couch, argued about raising our children, didn’t stay in shape… blah blah blah. Next to me my wife looked like the Holy Mother Mary. There are two sides to every story.

For 14+ years I stayed true to my marriage. My wife did not. It makes me feel good about myself. The fact that at many points of my marriage I had chances to have an affair but didn’t has given me fresh perspective about me as a person and resolve to get back on the horse. I’m looking forward to that.

I’m looking forward to living. Some day I’ll focus on finding a partner.

Stay tuned to the blog. I’m building a good list of post topics. Next up: Signs Your Spouse is Having an Affair. Until then…

Cheers!

Don’t Let ‘Em

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Ditto.

My name is… Bob. I’m separating from my wife of  14 years. I have decided to blog my experience. I think it will be therapeutic.

I do have some experience with blogging and therapy, and both. See I used to blog a lot before I took a job where everyone was watching me. Then I backed off, probably at a time when I shouldn’t have. I’ve missed it.

I went to see a therapist last year out of concern that depression was getting the better of me. Turns out I missed writing, my father (who had passed away), and was starting to realize my wife really wasn’t the person I should be with.

The name of this blog actually comes from my Dad who always used to tell me when things looked the worst, “Don’t let the bastards get you down.” The phrase can actually be applied in not so serious situations too, jokingly.

I’ll attempt on this blog to live up to his advice. Hopefully the stories, antidotes, vents, and perhaps a few rants will keep the “bastards” at bay. I encourage comments and hope a few random visitors can reach me from the grave of the Internet.

Cheers.