I wanted to be a Garfield doll stuck to the window.

I played it cool. Y'all would be proud! Way chill!

It's been all quiet around here for over a week since I got the impolite reply to my "quit e-mailing my husband." Spin-class lady hasn't e-mailed. I finally put out the smoke from her final missive; almost set my old computer on fire!

However, with today being Sunday and she teaches spinning on Sunday mornings and I knew I would be there, I would be taking a chance. In my mind, I wanted to track her from the moment she entered the building. Covertly, of course. Wanted to see if she was watching for me. Wanted to "mad dog" her; let her know I ain't no dumb blond.

I went to the gym earlier than husband. I DON'T like to eat before I go, but he does. The nausea I experience if I do does nothing for me. I knew I'd be there before he got there and I was so hoping not to see her while I was working out. Sneaky wench! She snuck past me. I just happened to walk past my husband who told me he was going to class, gave me a kiss in view of "spin woman." I told him to have a good workout, and continued on my merry course of fitness.

Now, I'd be a liar (a BIG, FAT liar) if I didn't say I snuck peeks to see what she was doing in that room. You can be sure she stayed away from husband (at least while I was there). He even moved his bike really far away from where she usually places hers. Because I was there? Maybe. Maybe not.

All I know is that the more I think about events, the more I'm satisfied with the course of action taken. Every woman I have mentioned this to (total of four) all say the same thing. "NO!" No e-mailing of the husbands. Not that I need the approval, but at least I know I'm not the only one wired this way.

Husband's class wasn't over by the time I left, so I SERIOUSLY fought the desire to go over there and watch the class like a Garfield doll stuck to the window. I had to keep the upper hand. Talking to myself in my mind the whole time to walk out of there and not go in and start kicking her behind. I already had; non-physically of course. But, she knew not to put her toes/foot/any body part over the line.

I have Manolos and I know how to use them!