Day 8

Myleene Klass has been dumped too.

She said her husband simply said he didn’t want to be married to her any more. SNAP.

She’s 34 and has children. I’m 35 and have children. The tabloids are calling her husband a rat. A RAT.

It’s been a bit calmer. Less hostile. The envelope filled with tax credits renewal shit is on the table and it’s forcing me to question what and when is actually happening.

‘Should I renew as normal or tell them we’re separating?’ I asked him.

‘Tell them when I move out,’ he replied.

‘When is that?’

‘End of the year?’

‘As in Christmas time?’

‘Well, sooner then. Whenever suits you! September?’

‘September the first?’

‘Sounds good,’ he says. SOUNDS FUCKING GOOD.

So there I have it, an official date. The same official date my first marriage ended.

The first of September…. The date of failure.

About cuntychoppalops

Blunder cunt - An old school definition meaning one who takes a long time to accomplish an objective due to an easily distracted mind.
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