He moves out on Monday 

     Well, it's finally time.  D will be moving out of here on Monday.  He told me that he plans on moving out while I am at work.  On Friday, he tried to talk me into letting him stay here for another month.  I said no.  We had a huge fight.  I stood my ground and calmly told him I would be going out for a few hours so I could go to the gym.  I figured that would help me feel better.  It did and he was asleep when I got home, so I did not even have to deal with him for a few hours. 

     I am glad that I told him no.  He already talked me into waiting two months.  I am not going to go through another month of living with a man who hates me.  I can just picture Thanksgiving!  Yuck.  He is so ungrateful and feels like the world owes him.  We have all done him wrong, I guess.  He got a traffic ticket for doing something stupid and complained about the other drivers on the road, the cop who wrote him the ticket, and the high fine he has to pay.  He makes it sound like he was not even in the car.  He takes no responsibility for his own actions.

     He said so many mean things.  They stay with me for days afterward.  I hate that "c" word.  No man should call his wife that.  I am not wild about being called a bi*** either, but somehow it's a less ugly word to me. 

     Right now I am just so relieved.  I will look forward to coming home now that I know it will be peaceful and quiet.  No more temper tantrums.  No more walking on eggshells.