Her Side of the Story:

My husband was in an odd mood Saturday night. We planned to meet at a cafe for a drink. I spent the afternoon shopping with the girls and I thought it may have been my fault because I was a bit later than I promised, but he didn’t say anything about it. I don’t remember doing anything to make him upset, but I could tell there was something wrong. The conversation was quite slow going so I thought we should go off to some place intimate so we could talk more privately.

We went to this restaurant and he was STILL acting funny. I was getting really worried; what did I do?
What was bothering him? Was he mad at me? I tried to cheer him up, but started to wonder what was really bothering him. Was it me or something else? I asked him if he was upset with me, and he said ! no. But I wasn’t really sure.

So, anyway, in the car on the way back home, I said that I loved him deeply and he just put his arms around me. I didn’t know what the hell that meant, because, you know, he didn’t say it back or anything.
We finally got home and I was wondering if he was going to leave me! so I tried to get him to talk but he just switched on the TV. Reluctantly, I said I was going to bed. Then, after about 10 minutes he joined me, and, to my surprise, we made love! But he still seemed really distracted, so afterwards, even though I wanted to comfort him, I didn’t. I just cried myself to sleep. I just don’t know what to do anymore. I mean, I really think he’s seeing someone else.

His Side of the Story

Played badly today - shot a 93 - can’t putt for crap!
Felt kinda tired. Got laid though.

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