January 30

     When He left New Year's eve, he had gone to our friend's house. At the time, I didn't know that.  Over time, my friend's husband has told me what He has said.  I hadn't known he was was monitoring my cell phone calls.  He took the bills and actually went through each call to see who I was speaking with.  I had never even looked at one of my bills.  When a friend was over, I took out a bill. Yikes, it was pages long. That must have taken a way long time.  Apparently, He even figured out the amount of time I spent talking to individual friends.  That's just bazaar.  I'm not that interesting.  I hadn't been to yoga in a month, so when I showed up, my teacher had an odd look on his face.  He asked to speak with me after. Hmm.  After the room cleared, he said he apologized for not calling but he wasn't sure how to handle it.  He had received a wild call ... from my husband.  Oh god, here we go.  I had never even remembered speaking with my yoga teacher by phone, then I remembered it had to do with books I was interested in getting that he discussed in class.  Ahhh.  The poor guy.  I must say, luckily in his previous pre-yoga life, he obviously knew quite a lot and handled my husband quite well.  He actually mentioned to him that whatever conversations between us were private, and besides that,  he should know as a lawyer that DC was a no-fault divorce state and tracking down my comings and going was pointless.  My yoga teacher said he actually calmed him on the phone.  He asked if we had children, and got him talking.  He actually found through his conversation that there were no minor children involved.  This guy is good.  Finding that out, he told my husband that making these phone calls was probably not a wise decision. And he hung up.  I am continually amazed by the strength and support of people who are new in my life.  He hugged me and said how sorry he was for what I was going through -- and told me to keep coming to yoga ...