Originally Posted by
cdnmatt
Of course, he's my husband.
I'm 37 years old, this is #3 for me now, and I really don't feel like looking for #4. I want this to work. My mother is pretty pissed off at me for taking him back, but that's ok, she'll get over it.
I think Leo has finally got it through his thick skull he's not just going to go out there in this life and find someone who loves him more than I do. Jesus christ, what an idiot. I know I'm not his perfect husband, but he's hardly the husband I've always dreamed of. The way I see it though is although we're not perfect for each other, good is better than nothing.
Well, now I have to quickly repair my work life, because I went and fucked all that up due to this little holiday stunt. I gave up, and stopped caring.