Feeling very nervous about tomorrow's date with A. And feeling silly for feeling so nervous.
I came clean, and came out and asked husband if he minded me going out with A in the evening, too, and also let him know he was invited. And that I wouldn't go if it was a problem. I emailed him this morning, and haven't had his reply yet. After all, A did invite him too, let's be fair. I can only go by what is on the screen in front of me in black and white.
I make a hopeless liar, I cannot do it. How I could ever have a torrid, passionate and secret affair, I have no idea. It would be written all over my fucking face from day 1. I think I learned something about myself last night. I am too honest. I was scared I wasn't. I am quite relieved.
I know a dozen of my friends would tell me that, if I asked them.
I painted my toenails last night, I never usually do that. I also need to vacuum and clean the bathroom later. And find a few distractions. And apologize to Sister for being such an idiot, probably. She knows though, she's in a similar place herself.
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