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So my wife tells me that she's entering this blogging contest.. Not really a contest, but a job application to blog for this online mom's community. In order to apply you need to submit 3 potential blogs: This is one of them that she wrote. All I can say is: It's an interesting read.
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My husband has another woman and her name is Sybil. He visits her at night while I am nursing the baby. I go into the family room where he had been watching TV, only to find him missing. He sneaks out to be with her. He spends lots of time with her on weekends too. I try my best not to get too overwhelmed with the thought of what’s going on, but it’s been eating away at me. Sybil is older, but she’s beautiful. Sybil is British and makes me feel insecure. I don’t have a sexy accent. My husband spends money on Sybil…money that could be spent on me…money that could go towards a breast reduction, liposuction, Restylane injections and some teeth whitening. The money could go towards our sons’ college funds, but instead, he uses it to get Sybil whatever she needs. And now Sybil has won my son’s heart too. Recently, he has decided that he’d like to spend more time with Daddy and Sybil. Yes, my child wants to be with the other woman.
Sybil is my husband’s project car. She came to our house almost two years ago and she has no plans on leaving. She is a two-seater…a bright red convertible. She has personalized plates that read, “VRUMVRUM” and she taunts me daily. She sits in our garage, covered with a fancy cover and she squeals with delight whenever my husband turns her on. My husband has insulated and added heaters to the garage so he could spend more time with her in the winter. There have been times when the garage is warmer than the house in February. Sybil, Sybil, Sybil…I might just have to hide your keys.
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My husband has another woman and her name is Sybil. He visits her at night while I am nursing the baby. I go into the family room where he had been watching TV, only to find him missing. He sneaks out to be with her. He spends lots of time with her on weekends too. I try my best not to get too overwhelmed with the thought of what’s going on, but it’s been eating away at me. Sybil is older, but she’s beautiful. Sybil is British and makes me feel insecure. I don’t have a sexy accent. My husband spends money on Sybil…money that could be spent on me…money that could go towards a breast reduction, liposuction, Restylane injections and some teeth whitening. The money could go towards our sons’ college funds, but instead, he uses it to get Sybil whatever she needs. And now Sybil has won my son’s heart too. Recently, he has decided that he’d like to spend more time with Daddy and Sybil. Yes, my child wants to be with the other woman.
Sybil is my husband’s project car. She came to our house almost two years ago and she has no plans on leaving. She is a two-seater…a bright red convertible. She has personalized plates that read, “VRUMVRUM” and she taunts me daily. She sits in our garage, covered with a fancy cover and she squeals with delight whenever my husband turns her on. My husband has insulated and added heaters to the garage so he could spend more time with her in the winter. There have been times when the garage is warmer than the house in February. Sybil, Sybil, Sybil…I might just have to hide your keys.
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