I stood there, staring at my husband’s desk. I should’ve known it’d be too good to be true. Neat-freaks and scatterbrains aren’t opposites. They don’t attract. They repel.
You should’ve seen hubby on our wedding night. Three tall glasses of wine and a conga line, he still looked better than my half-drunken-bride-look. “I should’ve known.” I mutter, “Today of all days – our fifth wedding anniversary,” and he left me for another woman.
Well, I guess you don’t need this stuff anymore. In a fit of rage, I pushed everything on his desk into the garbage can. Good riddance and goodbye, husband.
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A well-written picture of a very emotional moment. Good job.
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Thank you.
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Ah, finally tidied up. No mention of divorce, maybe she could tidy out his bank account while she is at it.
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The divorce would come later.
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Haha
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Tidy away all the old rubbish, including him.
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Too bad she couldn’t shove him into the rubbish bin!
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Sounds like a real prince. Good riddance.
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Yikes! Bad timing on his part, perhaps he was compulsive and wanted their marriage to end on even number of years., well done on this emotional piece.
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Maybe. Thank you for reading. 🙂
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