.... because after 20 years of marriage, H is now on a 'quest for happiness' and this involves somebody else.
The significance of the toilet roll holders is that he had been dragging his heels over choosing them, was worried about drilling in to tiles and I was sitting here waiting for him to come round to make a joint decision.
That is basically what I have done for the last 10 years: making myself available for when the time might come that he actually wanted to spend time with me, be with me, do stuff with me.
Sigh.
It's so sad.
I think he is making a huge mistake, he has no idea what he is losing, he has not idea that his unhappiness lies within him and that he will always be with him, in whatever relationship.
But - I'm ok. I had a long time of feeling like I was 'on hold' and now I'm not.
This is a brand-new situation, there's loads to sort out, but onwards and upwards.