Dear Mary: Trauma of finding my spouse’s vodka containers

Dear Mary: Trauma of finding my spouse’s vodka containers

Mary O’Conor

We find myself just as before lying right here by myself when you look at the extra room, willing to pull the trigger on some revenue-spinning lonely hearts site. However it never ever amounts to any such thing – I either do not push the ‘Pay nowadays’ option or I end up burning up my credit chatting about my situation if I do.

Today, following the surprise of finding another empty vodka container while rummaging across the hot press, we invested the remainder night going concerning the home playing delighted spouse and happy dad, all of the time thinking, “here we go once more”.

Another empty container regarding the cheapest flooring polish cash can find. Exactly the same empty container of vodka i discovered while searching for a vase a couple weeks right back. Continue reading “Dear Mary: Trauma of finding my spouse’s vodka containers”