the mistress...

It would seem that my husband has a mistress...not another woman...but a mistress just the same. The name of this mistress is warhammer...and "she's" taken him away from me today, which is not an unusual occurance. He's obsessed with her...I'd even go so far as to say that he loves her. Before he has a date with her, he plans for days...sometimes weeks...and then spends ample time packing for their day together. The thought of spending time with her gives him a thrill, a special glow and gleam in his eyes. He loves spending money on her and going to their special stores, where it would seem that everyone knows him. Bill often claims to have a poor memory...but not so, when it comes to remembering things about her. He remembers everything he's ever learned about her. I don't really understand it, but she is very popular...many guys he knows love spending time with her too...I wonder if they're as obsessed with her as Bill is.

I should be jealous of her...and sometimes, I am. It's like watching young love...only it has never lost it's luster. I often hoped that he would eventually tire of her...outgrow her....but I'm afraid that his warhammer lust is here to stay......