Something Wicked This Way Comes

So its obvious I had a little blog vacation. Not by choice but to add to my grievous lifestyle my husband was laid off from his job. Time together doesnt improve our relationship - its just extra opportunity for him to be abusive. He is back to work...so here I am also. And the fun never ends. Yesterday was a rainy day. My husband left for work at 6am...he starts at 7. At about 845 I had a thought...a premonition maybe even...how amazing is that?! I google mapped my husband...and BOOM..up pops his location...at Pleasures Entertainment Center. At 915 he was at Romantix. In case your unfamiliar with porn addicts r us these are smut stores located in a truck stop and low end of town. Closer to 1030am my husband calls and tells me hes off early and on his way home. Once home he explains the wet weather cut them loose ( construction ). So I ask him if he came straight home. First he answers yes...so I say...you didnt go anywhere else? He says well I did go by the company yard. Hmmm...why I ask him. From there I get an elaborate web of lies of all the reasons he needed to go to the company yard...I gave him the opportunity for truth and he elected rubbish! So after he dug his own grave I told him that maps showed him at Pleasures and Romantix. He stuck to lies and bullshit...and I let it go. I wasn't angry...nor did I get angry...but he is sadly mistaken to think I am stupid...its this aspect that irks me at the moment. Emotionally I find myself detached in an effort to protect my heart and to protect me physically. About 10 minutes later my husband asks me to step into the other room...and subsequently confesses to the web of lies. I shared my sentiment that it hurt and that he should not think I'm stupid! His explanation for his sex store visits was ridiculously obtuse as well...he claimed to be looking for products for us...to turn me on. And shopping for toys doesn't take over an hour - lets be real he visited the back room glory hole and when confronted he admitted it. But that admission was a manipulation to “prove” he was a good person and receive my grateful praise for his honesty.  I also pointed out that toys aren't whats causing the problem...nor what would fix it...and that his actions are whats dwindled desire...and another heaping of bs just made it worse. Of course no toys were produced anyways because he didn’t get any (um cuz he wasn’t there for that) And then being the ass he is he seemed to want credit for confessing in a timely manner. You don't get credit for doing the wrong thing, lying about it and then confessing. Not doing it in the first place is the right thing.6 months ago i might have cried...but Im holding it together for now and Im sorry the wicked asshole came my way.