Two weeks ago I had to go out of town to attend my cousins funeral. I was away for two days. It was a whirlwind emotional trip with one of my brothers and his wife. The only good thing about the trip was seeing two of my bothers and their wives and of course all of the rest of my relatives including my cousins sisters and her mother who happens to be my only remaining living aunt.
My husband didn’t come with us on our trip. He was working and I don’t think he would have come anyway since we’re in the midst of breaking up. He stayed home and had a bit of a pity party on Facebook and “he says” had his cousin over for a visit. When I returned home on the Saturday the house had a really weird smell. I don’t know what it was exactly … I know my husband is smoking cigarettes again so maybe he had a few cigarettes inside the house. He also likes to smoke cigars every once in a while in fact he used to like Acid cigars so maybe he bought one of those. The house did smell a little cigar like – but not that much.
Anyway .. I wasn’t pleased when I discovered what DH had been up to while I’d been mourning my cousin. I wasn’t happy. Naturally I asked him if he or anyone else was smoking inside the house and of course he said no, but I don’t believe that.