Update
I write this post sitting at my table in my new house. I moved here nearly 2 weeks ago now. The move was as traumatic as I had feared but not because of me and H but because I thought I had got things ready for the removal people and they were such a fast army my head was spinning and I found myself becoming so overwhelmed that my S told the removal people to just deal with him as I needed to be away for a short while.
Leaving our lovely marital home of 19 years was not as hard as I thought it would be but I do miss the space. I don't miss the unfinished jobs, the cold walls and the feeling of never getting anything done. I do miss the fabulous garden.
So I have just about settled in at a basic level; this is not my forever home but it is a good enough stop gap for me to take stock, re- sort my life and find out what and who S&D is all over again.
H has moved into his house too and of course his EA business associate was there to help him. I am going to call her EA from now on. I popped over to see him last week with the dog because he said he missed seeing her and whilst I was there he continued to behave inappropriately again....he face timed EA's daughter (she's 15!) and EA. I was upstairs trying to find some car documents that H needed for taxman and when I came back down I heard EA say "Oh I could have told you where that was" . Needless to say I flipped. H couldn't understand it. He thought I was being silly and when I told him that I was clearly superfluous to him he told me that I was wrong. My reply "It's my truth H and I cannot be wrong about that"
I packed my bag, took the dog and left and since then he has had to text or call me and I have only chosen to reply if necessary.
He just doesn't see it. He's not experiencing life on his own - she's there at the end of the phone or helping him with the business. He has gone from one rescuer to another.
Our middle D went to see him at the weekend and she said that she found 2 mugs one with his initial on and one with EA's on. EA's comfy shoes were also on the shoe rack in the hallway. (H hated shoe racks and never saw the point of them and yet here we are.....a shoe rack with EA's shoes on) Our GD has the same initial as EA and when my D asked him about the mugs H tried (badly) to pass it off as a mug that GD could use when she was there. GD is 6 - this is an adult size large coffee mug.....
So I am truly on my own in my own house and I am happy. I am ok. I will continue to search for my forever home but I am no longer searching for my forever future with H. Is the door closed - no not yet. 35 years together is hard to slam shut. Could it close - who knows? It's just not that important to me anymore.