I’m one of those people who prides herself on being able to take the truth right square in between the eyes. Yes, Jack, I CAN handle the truth. So it an be so damn infuriating to me when I catch someone in a lie. I often get a a little niggling sense when someone is lying to me, and when I do I will go to any lengths to catch them in that lie. Twice, this week I found out someone was lying to me- made for a VERY bad week.

The first was actually a small matter: I am trying to rent a new home in my area and right off the bat found a home that I liked and wanted to look at. The agent was nice enough to show me the place one afternoon. I decided on the spot that I wanted it and started the process. When I checked in a couple of days later, I was  informed me that there had been an offer on the house and, of course, the owners would rather sell it than rent it. When a couple of days later I noticed that the property was still on the MLS, I became suspicious. Now, by that time I was working with a new agent and the new agent told me that the property had not sold but that the owners had accepted another renter. The owner, OF COURSE, can rent to whomever they like, but it is obvious that the first agent did NOT process my application and did NOT present me as a possible tenant to the owner. If I had been turned down, that is fine, but to be lied to is unacceptable.

So what did I do? Tweet of course. And now, I am writing a blog post about. At the moment I am refraining from naming the company or the agent since I was contacted by VP about my tweet. I hope he is able to sort this out for me, cause if not- I AM NAMING NAMES PEOPLE!

The second was a little more complicated. When, living with someone for 12 years, you know what mood they are in when they get ‘some.’ My husband has been in that kind of move since he moved out. Plus, the first thing he did when he moved out was move his cell phone to his own account. Pretty odd for someone who said that this separation was about MONEY! Dude, your bill was 10 bucks now it’s 30 bucks? It’s about money my ass. Didn’t take long for him to mess up and leave his phone with in my reach. And what did I find? Sexting, of course. (And trust me, not good sexting either- there was one about ‘I got a goose egg” hee hee, and another one that was a little more R rated, but trust  me, NOT INSPIRED). I was really angry. I gave him lots of opportunity to tell me that he was seeing someone but he didn’t.

Here is where I always take a time out for a little perspective: Even if he was seeing this woman before we split up, she is not the reason we are not together. We made our own marriage hell on our own, we needed no outside help. Thank you very much.

Now, back to the story. At first I was really angry. And I still am, not because he is seeing someone but because he wasn’t HONEST with me. Yes, it hurts that he has found someone so soon after me, I have an ego too. But then, I remembered that this man is the father of my two children, and has done more for me then a couple of lame texts can erase. So in the end, I’m all ‘good for him’. As long as he gives the kids time to adjust I am OK with that (which means he doesn’t get to introduce them to the kids UNTIL the divorce is final).

So there you have it. Two instances of dishonesty, two similar reactions. So go ahead, lie to me- I dare ya.

Footnote: don’t leave me any nasty comments on how I invaded his privacy, cause as my dad says “That dog don’t hunt here, son.”