Wednedsay - An Affair In My Mind

Today on my drive into work, I was thinking about my imaginary boyfriend, who I tell my husband visits me on Wednesday nights. Jeff doesn't believe me, but he plays along.

"What's he look like?" he asks.

"Don't worry, he's not as cute as you." This is a lie. If I'm going to give myself a make-believe lover, he's not going to be an ugly one. My Lover is gorgeous. I just don't want to hurt Jeff's feelings by telling him this.

"Well, that's good to hear."

"For you maybe, not for me. I'm thinking of replacing him. I think I can do better." This is also a lie. I've imagined my Lover as being a much tastier morsel than I could score in real life. He's not going anywhere.

( My Secret Lover Man )