Worked my butt off and it's back to the grind tomorrow

This weekend has been a roller coaster. We have a big order for S's business and all his equipment is still here at the house. He's been in and out all weekend getting the order produced. I definitely need to see him less regularly. But, I've gotten a lot done--the raging emotions have driven me to physical labor. Ha! So, lots and lots of cleaning and furniture moving. I helped S load the couch to take it over to the apartment where he's shacked up with the ho. That allowed me to get the treadmill into the livingroom for DD to start her exercise program. I know the livingroom is not the greatest place for the treadmill, but it works for us...for now. 

Prepped the dining room to be painted and am ready to get that done tomorrow afternoon. And then I can start on the drapes for the patio door. This will happen after a counseling session for S and me with DD's counselor. That should be interesting. It's all about DD and not about the two of us so hopefully that's where we'll keep our focus. Then all three of meet with the counselor on Wednesday. DD wants to talk with her father and tell him how she's feeling. She's got a lot of anger built up right now, so that one should be interesting.

I talked with S on one of his many visits this weekend and told him all of this didn't have to be this bad. But, because of their weak, irresponsible, selfish decision, it's so much worse than it should have been. I can accept that he doesn't love me anymore and that he's happier without me. What I can't get through yet (but, believe me, I will get through it!) is the way he went about it. He didn't have to sneak and lie and humiliate me. He has to live with that choice and my anger for that choice. 

I find it remarkably strange that S could go from me (who's pretty healthy emotionally) to this extremely dysfunctional woman. He's told me about how her family is treating her (well, as much as I will allow him to tell me--I really don't care to know anymore about her than I already do, thank you very much) and he actually thanked me for teaching him so much throughout our marriage about how to deal with things in a healthy manner. Well, bully for me. Sheesh.

Weight loss since August 29: 14 pounds. At least that's a side benefit! I call it the my-husband's-a-lying-cheating-bastard diet. It's working really well. I think I'll wait until the end of the week to weigh again.