I Spied with My Little Eye
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Captain Sarcastic and I own a small business. He runs it. It opens at 10am everyday. Every morning CS goes to the business, he leaves around 8:30am. Occasionally, something would come up between 8:30 and 10 and I’d call him. There’d be no answer at the business and he’d not answer his cell. This didn’t happen every time, just occasionally. What’s a girl to think?
I hate to admit I can be jealous. I am confident in myself and my marriage. But I am not naive, and I know people cheat. I have asked CS time and again if he’s got a sweetie that he meets in the mornings. I tease that if he does, God Bless, because I HATE mornings. He assures me he’s just catching a bite to eat and doing work. No lady on the side.
I believe him.
Mostly.
Tuesday morning, I was running errands with Sun and called CS to give him some news. He didn’t answer my call. Being close to the business, I made a snap decision to drive by. And as I switched to the turn lane, my blood ran cold. If he were cheating and lying, did I really want to know? Wasn’t I happy and if it were a lie then so be it? What would I do with Sun in my car if I broke down and lost it? Where would my entire life be? DRIVE STRAIGHT, YOU IDIOT, I thought. But I knew then I couldn’t. I needed to know the truth. For better or worse.
Clenching the steering wheel, I passed the shop. His car was not there. I prepared myself that it may not be there but at the diner he claimed to eat at on the mornings he works. I drove the short distance to the restaurant. While making a U-turn, I saw him. He was sitting at an outdoor table. Alone.
Alone.
Happily alone.
I called him and told him I could see him. He looked up and waved to me. I confessed my expedition. He asked if now I’d let the topic of him cheating on me drop. I asked if his girlfriend was just inside getting a coke, only half joking.
Then I drove on. My doubts quealled at last. Back to my life of calm domesticity.
My hubs works really late some evenings. I get a little twitchy if I can’t get him to answer his phone too. It’s human nature. I would have done the same thing.
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Hahaha, you and I are SO alike. That’s completely me in a nutshell. Then again, I guess history with guys makes me paranoid!
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I know I’ve had those thoughts and done that sort of surveillance in the past. Just off-handed – but once that thought embeds itself into your head, you have to go get rid of it. I noticed that I had those worries much more often when my kids were really little like yours.
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Hmmm, I REALLY dunno where to go with this one!
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I believe it is just normal to feel emotions like once in a while.. but I loathe those feelings…but cannot say it does not happen to me every once in a while.
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Ha! What timing. I called my mom’s cell today, but she didn’t answer (she always answers). A few minutes later, her number showed up on caller id. I was surprised to hear my dad on the other end. He said she’d gone out and left her cell at home, and I commented on how strange that was. Without a second’s hesitation, he joked, “She doesn’t want me to be able to get in touch with her while she’s out with her boyfriend.” to which I immediately responded with a joke about Army’s girlfriend. Total joke. Until about 30 minutes later when I let me mind go there. Why oh why?
I always tell my husband if I catch him cheating then he has to share. This of course, makes him want to pounce me
Seriously though, a fling I could probably get over, but if he told me he fell in love with someone else then – let’s just say that he’s been warned that I’ll put that “til death do us part” line to use.
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Oh, the little green monster. It’s natural to feel it occaisonally, right? As long as we don’t obsess about it? When Knightly had his three night a week dart habit, and would come home after midnight from the pub smelling of beer and cigarettes, I used to tell him “you could totally be having an affair and I’d never suspect.” He responded “You can come with me everynight if you want to. All my friends want to meet you. It woudl be great to spend more time together” Very disarming. And exactly what he’d say to throw me off the track, right?
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A couple of months ago, on a Sunday, I went grocery shopping at a store very near a neighborhood. As I left, I saw D’s car parked at the end of the lot, near the neighborhood. My heart stopped. I called him and he was inside the grocery buying me champagne! I forgot that he always parks far away from the store on purpose–something I continually bitch about when I’m in the car with him!
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I’m not sure why this one stuck with me. But it did.
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I totally understand where you are coming from. I’ve seen too many people who I thought would never cheat succomb. For the most part I trust Mike, but everyone once in awhile something will happen that makes me wonder…and he is so niave about women…for example about a year ago there was a new girl at his work. and quite by accident i realized she was texting him. ALL.THE.TIME. Like 80 times in one day. Bugging him to come out after work and all kinds of nonsense. I asked him about it, he said she was new, he was just being nice, there was nothing going onhe felt sorry for her cause its hard to be a female cop and everyone was giving her a hard time. I ordered him to put a stop to it. Let someone else be her friend. So he did…and beleive me I checked our texting usage….a few months later he tells me that turns out she was found in a motel room with another of the guy troopers. Who was married. Nice. Whore. SO now he gets where I was coming from. Women can tell……always trust that womens intuition….
Chalk those feelings up to another reason why I’m happy my husband is only commuting to the Red Stick two days a week now instead of every weekday. On the one hand, I know it’s a long drive to head over there and back. On the other hand, sometimes the feelings nag. Trust is an ongoing project in so many ways.
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What would you have done if he was meeting a female friend at the diner?
You’re not alone. Its just basic insecurity. When you love something, you worry that you might lose it. I feel that way about my motorcycle. = )
People make a big deal about jealousy, but unless you’re stalking them, its really just a sign of affection.
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