On 3/18/2017 4:05 PM, Gunner Asch wrote:
On Thu, 16 Mar 2017 15:33:40 -0700, Caroline Says wrote:

On Thu, 16 Mar 2017 11:33:42 -0700, Rudy Canoza
wrote:

I'm also looking for the one in which Wieber talked about his
wife repeatedly leaving and shacking up with the same guy, only to
return later

Make sure you have a settled stomach before you read it.

http://groups.google.com/group/misc....ecb1feee7c3603

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1976 Wife gets bored. Takes credit card, and spends 3 days partying,
and meets
new fellow. (Carl Wyatt). Affair lasts 5 months.. at which point she
finds she
is pregnant. Husband (me) boots her ass out when finding out she is
pregnant
with another mans child, and maxing the credit card out on motel
rooms, booze
and room service (He was married, so she paid for the room..or rather,
I did)

In her 9th month of pregnancy.. she shows up, belly out to there, and
asks to
come home until the baby is born. Two weeks later, I hold her hand in
the
delivery room, then sign the birth certificate with my name as the
father.

snip 6 years of financial fiascos and 2 surgerys for the boy...no
insurance)

She gets bored again.. has an affair with Carl for 4 months before I
find
out. The she has an affair with Al Quatroche for 3 months where she
explores
her sexuality, in group sex, bi sex etc. I sit home, baby sitting.
She then apparently tired of all the fun and games (the boy friends
got tired
of her and sent her home) and came home declaring undying love. I of
course,
take her in.

snip 7 years of financial fiascos climaxed by 4 surgeries for boy,
loss of
kidney to birth defect uncaught by doctors. No insurance)

Year unknown. Wife gets bored once again... Locates and proceeds to
have a 5
month affair with ..yes..you got it.. Carl Wyatt again. Now on his
third
marraige. This time she chases him so hard his wife finds out. He
warns her
off, changes phone numbers etc. She comes home claiming to have seen
the
errors of her ways, and professing undying love for me.

Snip more years of financial fiascos, including the loss of a job
because she
****ed off a boss of mine. Good job too.

Snip a few more years until 1997, when I start a job, as a traveling
service
tech. I told her that I would have to work out of town Monday
morning-Friday
evening, but I would do this for a year, and in that time, she would
take care
of my books (indipendent contractor) and save enough money so we could
move to
the L.A. area, so I could sleep at home every night.
First 4 months.. she did fine.. then got lazy.. and screwed up the
books..

Snip 2 yrs of lies about bills, dirty house, fights with the now 22 yr
old boy
who was as lazy as his mother, and as unable to handle any
responsibilities as
she was.

Snip. to March, 2000 the signs were there again.. like a horse putting
his
ears back, I knew something was gonna happen. Asked her girl friend if
wife
was having an affair.. GF said no. House was dirty, uncared for, bills
Appeared to be being taken care of. Wife looked me straight in the
eyes and
said everything was fine. Made comments that she was disapointed that
we had
not yet moved to L.A., as I had not kept my promise to move after the
first
year. I pointed out to her.. that she still haddnt kept my books in
order, had
not done her part of the bargain, had not even entered my reciepts
into the
computer program I had purchased.. for 2 yrs.. and we still couldnt
afford to
move, because of her malfeasnce. But if she would work on it. we could
maybe
move in a few months or a year.

Snip to May 26, Friday, 10am. I get a phone call from wife. She
indicates
there was a letter waiting for me at home and she wouldnt be there
when I got
back.. After discussion, she agrees to tell me Monday if she would be
coming
back. Found that Girl Friend had offered her a place to stay, and
guess what..
she had found Carl Wyatt again.. now single (still married, but
seperated),
with house of his own.. She moves to Bakersfield, 45 miles away.

A mutual friend had talked to her, and the wife had NOT indicated that
there
was another man... but indicated she was disatified with the marraige.
The
suggestion was made by the friend that wife and husband should seek
counsling.
And if she didnt want to do that.. she should go away, by herself for
3 days
and decide what she wanted to do. Wife agreed, then spent the 3 days
in
boyfriends bed. Just to make an unbiased decision ya know.

Monday, May 29, Memorial Day. wife calls me and tells me she loves me,
but
doesnt want to spend the rest of her life with someone she is not in
love
with. Tells me where to find the bills, and tells me she only wants
her
clothes and china. I fax her an agreement and release of liabilty from
this
date and a quit claim on the property. She signs and itts witnessed.

I find part of the bills, and am horrified. Agast.. Big trouble. Son
moves out
with his fat, ugly internet girl friend, to a town 80 miles away. No
money, no
job.. but one step ahead of the bills. ($745 bill for long distance
calls to
North Dakota to other girl friend.. approved by wife, knowing full
well they
would be gone when that bill surfaced) Find my books in disarray, and
the
computer program with hardcopy of my receipts etc had not had an entry
for a
full 30 months.

Tuesday May 30, I have to return to work. She cleans out the rest of
her
clothes and raids the bank account. Spending her days at friends
house, nights
in Carls bed.

Friday, June 2, I manage during the week, to call all possible
creditors.
Whoops! Forclosure on house planned, repo on truck planned, all
insurance had
been canceled for months for non payment. Mortgage was 4 months
behind, power
had been shut off previous month and restored, but deposit (big! was
required)
Answering machine had messages from creditors that I never knew
existed.
Credit cards she had, that I never knew about, maxed out, and unpaid
for 4
months. Credit card of mine, maxed out and not paid on in 6 months..
lots
more.

Sunday, June 4th. I get a phone call from hospital in Fresno, and one
from
wifes best friend that wife had had a heart attack and emergency
surgery. I
rush the 145 miles to Fresno, to be greeted by wife, in bed, wired to
machines, with "this doesnt change anything, and its not Carls fault"

later that afternoon, comes a moment of dazzling clarity:
wife lying in bed, uncounsious, looking very fragile, alone, wired to
lots of
machines.. and I start to cry, very quietly when I hear:
"knock that **** off, or leave. I dont need it" from my wife as she
looks me
straight in the eyes. BING!

During this day....

As I notify all of the next of kin, Im sure to tell each and everyone,
the
entire story, starting from 1976. Each is stunned and horrified. Im
gratified
that I was given great credit for persiverence, love and great
stupidity. by
each family member,,.. including her mother, who somehow was NOT
surprised.

Wed May 7th wife is released from hospital, miraculously well, but
with
unknown heart damage (thanks for the prayers ALL!) Returns to her
girlfriends
home (well her girlfriends brothers home where they both were staying)

May 8th-15 Wife starts smoking again, drinking every afternoon with
her
boyfriend Carl, who is now a heavy drinker, spousal abuser (his own
words in a
4 hour telephone conversation the day after she is hosptialized), and
starts
to play pool on a bars pool league. Pretty fast recovery..
Spends some days at boyfriends house, all nights there.

May15. Brother of girlfriend asks her to leave house. She moves in
with
boyfriend. Except for everyother weekend, when Carl has coustidy of
his 9yr
old daughter.. wife has to find other place to stay over alternate
weekends
then can move back in during the next two weeks. Deep and fulfilling
relationship. In a prior conversation with boyfriend I asked why he
had not
visited her in the hospital. He stated it was the husbands job. I then
asked
if that was so.. how come he was ****ing her.. He coughed spit and
hung up the
phone. He had admitted knowing full well she was married in all the
previous
occasions over the years, and knowing I knew nothing about them for a
long
time. I then suggested he had no honor, and he agreed.

May 16-2000 between the hours of 2am and 6am, persons unknown break
into my
truck and remove over $12,000 worth of my personal tools, CNC lathe
parts,
tool boxes etc. All out of my pocket btw.
I notify the police for a report, then my boss, whereapon I breakdown
and
start to loose it over the phone.

Cried for 45 minutes until the cops showed up. Most of day was a
blurr. and I
could feel a breakdown immenent. At this point, from the first day she
left,
to the present, I have run the full gamat of denial, guilt, rage,
depression,
pain, and had cried myself to sleep every night, as well as lost 15
pounds
because I was forgetting to eat. I missed an exit ramp by 45 miles
once.

Saturday, May 17th. I had been set up with a blind date by a mutual
friend. My
first date after becoming unexpectedly single. Lady was a school
teacher, and
around my age. We agree to meet at a roadhouse, where there was a live
band,
and pool tables ( I dont drink but do play pool)

Lady was 4 hours late and arrived half drunk.
2 hours later, her ex-boyfriend and wife show up. A fight breaks out.
2 more hours later, she flinches and says she has to leave.. her ex
husband
has just walked in. I follow them out the door, as they both get into
a car,
and leave. Leaving me with my mouth hanging open btw... duh?

So much for my first date. and it may be a while before the next one.

Btw. during this time span, I spend each weekend, cleaning the home. I
remove
13 bags of garbage, thow out the entire living room furniture, as too
vile to
keep, start washing windows that had not been washed in over a year,
start
fixing broken cabinets, and crying. Each forgotten item of her
clothing, or
each item I had purchased for her over the years, the knicknacks, the
doodads,
all bring back memories. Like taking care of personal effects after a
death in
the family.
The day she left, she had fed the dogs (6 adults, and 4 pups) (I
still wonder
where the money went I gave her to have the original momma spayed
went)(and
she and the boy had agreed to find them homes... repeatedly, then
another
litter would come )
then let them into the house, and left. I was 11 hours getting
home....
not a pretty sight, or smell... so some carpets got pulled up and
removed..
another thing to take care of when the money is not so tight.

A good question you may be asking.. why didnt I check on her handling
of the
funds over the years. Because when I did, I found problems, got them
squared
away, and she would tearfully promise to never screw up again. Over
the last
couple years, it was easier to ignore the problems, the dirt, the
mess, then
come home after a week on the road, and fight. Some of you married
guys know
exactly what Im talking about.

Why did I put up with this **** for so long? Because, stupid as it
sounds, and
for all my lack of tolorence for other bad things, I loved my wife
with my
heart and soul.. Wierd huh. Some of you married guys know what Im
talking
about. Love makes one stupid, and blind.

I have not had a vacation in 11 yrs, I have missed about 3 days of
work in all
those years. I have not seen a paycheck in the last 6. She handled the
money..
ah huh... I never ever stopped loving her, I never ever stopped trying
to make
a home and a living for her and the boy. For the last 2.5 yrs, I spend
my
nights during the week in 20' travel trailer (where Im posting this
from),
eating the cheapest food possible (love those 99c stores) so as to
make sure
my family was fed, the stock was fed, and a good home was made for
them.

I would come home on the weekends, and work all weekend, maintaining,
gardening, taking care of the stuff they never did. then I would go
back to
L.A (3 hour drive each way) and do it again.

Why did she leave this time? Because I was "ignoring her, for years"
and didnt
pay her enough attention.
Possibly true.. I was simply too damned tired to go dancing every Sat
night,
and too ****ed to be warm and cuddly every waking moment I wasnt
fighting with
her or the boy, who btw... is exactly like her.
I have a machine shop at home.. my getaway.. "and I spent too much
time
playing with the machines"
I "spent too much time on the computer".. which if you check the post
times
was generally long after she went to bed.

She says, she ruined the finances.. "subconsiously because she was mad
at me"

Ah huh....

Well, she left because:
1. Her boyfriend became available
2. She was bored
3. She had gotten tired of not being able to afford a new car every
year
4. She is 45 and hitting the point where her looks were going.
5. She has a weakness in her soul, in her personality, where she
cannot admit
to any mistakes, or wants to handle any responsibiltys, and they were
crowding
her again.

She walked right out of our marraige, into a new life, new lover, new
friends,
no responsibilites, no one to critize her actions (or lack of)..no
baggage, to
a sugar daddy who makes LOTS more money than me.
The heart attack gave her something to whine about and get pity..
(people are
already tired of that... )

So to make a long story short Bob.. do you think I have any options
here?
Think I should make the attempt to woo her back from her boyfriend?
What would you do?

ROFLMAO! He is welcome to her.. and I know.. she will queer that
before long,
because he doenst have the patience, or the interest, or the love to
put up
with her **** for very long.

That, my friends, is why you havent seen much of me until lately.
Interesting
Times, as the curse says.

Now you have seen me, in all my glory, warts wrinkles, zits and all.
My soul
and my life bared before my friends and detractors. Any think that I
am hiding
something? Mafessence on my part? Id be glad to give you the email
addys of
both her friends and mine for outside verification. There is LOTs I
never
touched on.. and as this is VERY OT, probably best not.

Well. then. I guess I win the Grand Prize for Stubborness, and the
Booby Prize
for Stupidity. I do find it interesting that all her girlfriends now
consider
me a desireable item.. and tested husband material.. for some reason.

Bob, you asked what was I looking for? And gave me a dressing down for
wanting
a trophy woman.... lol...
snip 5 minutes of hysterical laughter

Bob.. at the moment, I do not want anything other than a warm, cuddly
boink
buddy, who will ignore the occasional crying jags, and the rock
kicking, and
the ocassional hysterical laughter (its been over 5 weeks without
sex..
gaaaaa!) and no I will not pay for it.. not since 73' .

Someday.. I would like, maybe.. down the road, to find a warm, over
sexed,
lady, with few inhibitions, multiorgasmic, who is trustworthy, kind,
warmhearted, smart, has common sense, a love for animals, likes the
outdoors,
likes being at home, likes to party, but loves to snuggle in front of
a fire
place, She can be short, tall (not fat though...sorry) white, black,
brown,
yellow, green, relilgiouis or a pagan.

Pretty, or handsome, or homely,

But she must be loyal, trustworthy and never never ever tell a lie.
She must
walk besides me, not ahead, or behind. She must be a stayer, not a
self
centered weak quitter.

Do I want too much? Am I being overly picky? Are my standards too
high?
Am I asking too much?

Oh.. one last thing.
She must love me,, warts, wrinkles, thinning hair, zippers and all.

Gunner

So where is the lies?

And here you go claiming that I lie..and then you post facts as some
sort of backup to your claim.

You really arent here to show the world how bad a person I am, you are
just here to try to cause as much pain as you can.

Heads up..its not working.

On the other hand..I dont brag about how much pain I can cause...I
simply do it.

No, you don't. The threats have been flowing for years, and haven't
done a thing to anyone. No, we don't need any "cites" for that, you
impotent nutless clown - you need them to show that you did anything.
There's nothing - you are completely incapable of causing anyone any pain.