national intercourse

Left my husband over xmas. He still hasn't moved out because he's not making enough freelance money working from home. Our only communication is texts about our kid. Last month I met someone. We snuck away to London on two weekends, and I 'worked from home' from his place a few times and the husband didn't know since I was still going to the office every day. A week ago Friday I was at his flat when Boris decided the UK had to shut all its bars and restaurants. There go my excuses for coming home late, I thought. Then last Monday Boris announced the lockdown and now I'm trapped at home with a husband I don't speak to and a very bored child. I am full of rage and selfishly wondering what's going to happen with this relationship that had barely even gotten started.