[Wed2Him?Whatever.]

Oh em gee y'all, I had a doozy of a nightmare this morning and though I usually don't make an appearance on weekends, I want this typed out before I forget it.  In the dream, my H had come over for an unexpected visit, wanting to stay the night.  Not for a romantic evening; he kept his distance but was polite and not cold.  He didn't offer much in the way of an explanation, but hey, I was just glad it appeared he wanted to test the waters.  I made friendly chit chat with him for the evening and then went to bed.
When I got up the next morning and was getting dressed, I noticed the door to the spare room was closed.  I went and opened the door and he was on his phone ending a convo with "I love you."  I said, "Who do you love?"  He said her name (in the dream he actually did give a name; I'll abbreviate it as MH here).  He said it calmly, as if he were glad it was out and proud to allow that name to roll off his tongue.  I had one of those thick plastic coathangers in my hand and let's just say I WENT OFF on him.  I kept demanding to know how he could have done this thing to me but after saying her name, he never said another word, he quickly gathered his things and got out of there, as if I were no more than some psycho stranger he'd never seen before and wanted to get away from.  Later I learned the only reason he'd come over was because his apartment was full of friends in town for some event (a wedding or something) and he volunteered to find another place to go for a night.