Well it's been a bit since I posted. Summer and I went in on Jan. 6 to have Rona test. She got her positive results on the 9th. I got my positive results on the 10th. Summer was given a Dr. note that said she is to stay home until Jan. 16. I on the other hand talked to a different Dr. and was given a Dr. note to return to work the next day. Meanwhile while I am at work Summer is calling me stating that she is coughing in the morning and there is blood coming up. So the 11th I get a call from Summer that her Dr. wants her to go to the ER and I need to take her. So I tell my boss that I need to leave and why.
At the ER she was X-rayed and they said that she has Rona lungs, but she looks good and it is not a bad case. As long as the blood is just specs in the phlegm there is nothing to worry about. If it comes out as solid blood then she needs to be seen ASAP. Wed. I go back to work and my boss is like so your wife is still sick?
I told him yes.
And your here at work?
Yes. I have a Dr. note that says I have to be at work. So here I am. I don't agree with it nor do I like it, but what do you want me to do?
He then proceeds to call his boss and they determine the best course of action is to have everyone in the office building work from different yards except for me. I called Summer and explained the situation to her and she called Kaiser. They told her that the Dr. releasing me was wrong and I should have been home still. So they gave me a new phone appointment for that afternoon. When I talked to that Dr. he told me that I should not be at work and gave me a new Dr. note that had me off work until the 18th.
I called my boss and told him and he said that was fine. So I went back to being at home for Thu. and Fri. Then on Thu. Summer got a call from the Rona "specialist" in our area and they said that she could go back into public on Fri.
With that we decided to load up our trailer on Fri. morning and went duck hunting Fri. through Mon. since Mon. was MLK Day and a State Holiday. We were able to fully isolate away from other people for 4 days and still be able to do what we enjoy. It was unproductive from a hunting standpoint though. Summer shot 1 duck in 4 days hunting. I didn't shoot my gun at all until Sun. afternoon and missed. My dad came up to meet us on Mon. morning and we didn't fire a shot.
So back to why you are here I guess. What's going on with Summer and I. To answer that I will need to do a time jump. Again I am sorry for this but unfortunately that is what happens when you only Blog at work because you try to save the evenings for working things out with your wife and your weekends are out duck hunting. Sadly season closes this Sun. so no more duck hunting until next Oct.
I will only go as far back as Christmas though. There is more to tell about the week before Christmas but that will take more time and I still need to get to Part 2 of my time away.
Christmas Day Summer and I went hunting together. My mom didn't want to have a get together with my pregnant niece and my sister on her arthritis medication weakening her immune system. Anyways, after hunting, we came home, showered, and just wore lounge clothes for the afternoon. We put a fire log on YouTube with Christmas music and we opened our presents to each other. She was so excited about the gift I got her. She wanted an RC car. Nothing fancy just a Walmart type car. Well I got her a hobby grade 1:16 scale car that will go almost 30MPH. When she opened it she was jumping up and down like a little kid. She had a blast inside the house with it. We then took it outside where it had just finished raining. It was so much fun outside. With the wet roads it was drifting and sliding all over. We played with it until it was time to start dinner.
For dinner I smoked 2 Prime Rib Cap steaks and some jumbo prawns. Summer made Cremini Mushrooms with butter and fresh garlic then we topped it off with a salad and homemade cookies for dessert. We cleaned up after dinner and just sat on the couch holding each other until bedtime. We got up the next morning and drove to my parents to go hunting with my dad again.
After hunting we went back to my parents and gave them their gifts and hung out for about 30 minutes before coming home. I think that's where we got the Rona from. My mom wasn't feeling to good.
We then came home and took a shower together, had some sexy time together, and laying there when we were done is when things fell apart and led to my previous post about wanting it all to end. We (I) started talking about what happened with douche bag and that I didn't believe her previous statement that she went to his house once but was told to leave before she walked in. She admitted then that she had actually gone to his house 1 time previously with the intentions of have fucking him. She said they did not have sex though. That didn't sit well with me. Obviously. I also didn't believe her so I pressed further.
What did you do if you didn't fuck him.
We played around.
What does that mean? What did you do? Tell me what the fuck happened.
We kissed and he played with my breasts.
Is that all?
No. He played with my pussy and I sucked his dick. (she was fucking smiling as she said this)
AND?!
He wouldn't get hard.
IS THAT ALL?!
No. I sat on top of him and rubbed my pussy on his dick. But we didn't have sex because he didn;t get hard.
So because he didn't enter you it wasn't sex? What's your definition of sex then? When Clinton was in office what his quote? "I did NOT have sexual relations with that woman." But what came out in the end? They had ORAL SEX! IT'S CALLED ORAL SEX FOR A FUCKING REASON!! IT'S SEX!!!!! BUT WHEN IT CONCERNS YOU IT'S NOT SEX? IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER THAT YOU ONLY RUBBED YOUR FUCKING PUSSY ON HIS LIMP DICK?
NO IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER.
WE JUST PROVED THAT YOU CAN STILL FINISH AND CLIMAX WHEN MY DICK ISN'T HARD. SO HOW IS IT NOT SEX? (One of the side effects that hasn't gone away since I found out is that I am unable to remain hard very long once I penetrate her. Finishing is next to impossible most times.)
OK. We had sex. Are you happy now?
OF COURSE I'M NOT FUCKING HAPPY! HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU BEEN TO HIS HOUSE TO FUCK HIM? HOW OFTEN HAS HE BEEN HERE WHEN I'M AT WORK OR OUT HUNTING?
That's it. I went to his house one other time to have sex with him and as I pulled up he messaged me to go back home because his ex GF was on the way over with his kids so I kept driving. I never even stopped. He has NEVER been to this house.
From that point I don't remember what was said. I do remember not sleeping very well that night. She got up and left for work at 530 Sun. morning. That is the day I referred to when I slept in so late and didn't want to get out of bed. I finally did get out of bed because I had to let my little girl outside so she can go potty. At that point I started my day of movement and not stopping to rest or eat. I didn't eat breakfast or eat lunch. I began a thorough cleaning of the entire house. My back was killing me and it hurt to move but I didn't care. I moved furniture to sweep and mop underneath. Couches, recliners, dining table and chairs, everything. The only thing I didn't move was the computer desk because it's just to full and heavy. Even thinking about this is making my back hurt like hell.
I even cleaned the laundry room floor. Did countless loads of laundry until there was not a single article of dirty clothes in the house except what I was wearing. I was streaming music from my phone to the TV's sound bar at high volume. All in an attempt to keep my mind from racing. Once all the laundry was dried I threw it all on the bed and started folding it and putting it away. My back hurt so bad that I was on my knees folding laundry and walking on my knees to the dresser and closet to put them away. My back hurt so bad that I stopped long enough to put my head on the bed while knelling beside it. I started crying because of the pain. It was starting to go into my arms as well. But that 2-3 minutes of not being active made my mind race. I kept picturing my wife with someone else's dick in her mouth. Looking lovingly up at him while blowing him. I had to start cleaning again so I forced myself up and cleaned the kitchen.
Once that room was done there wasn't anything to clean except the bathrooms and I don't clean the bathrooms. I will clean the entire house with no problems. All Summer needs to do is the bathrooms. Whatever. I I'm not here to debate who's job it is to clean what. Sue me. If you have a problem with it fuck off.
So I grabbed some rags, a step stool and Murphy's Oil Soap. I proceeded to clean my entire dresser, Then took everything off the shelf above my dresser and dusted the knick-knacks and oiled the shelf. Music still blasting loudly. Once my shelf was done I moved to the book case. Most of the knick-knacks on top of that book shelf belong to Summer. As I was oiling it and dusting I started to have tears welling up. I didn't even hear Summer come in the door.She was yelling for me and I couldn't hear because it was too loud. She turned the music down and came into the room and I pretty much ignored her at first. She asked me if I'd like help and I said I didn't care. She stayed and helped for a bit asked what was wrong and I said she should know. By this point I was a wreck. I don't really remember the details about what happened the rest of that night. I just know that as the evening progressed by back got worse.
I know that this is supposed to be an update as to what is going on in Jan. and I got some of that in here. Right now I need to go. Just thinking about this is making my back get worse.
Till next time
