Cleaning the attic was supposed to be an ordinary task until my husband went ballistic thinking I’d thrown away a torn-down jacket. That clothing item ended up unraveling the truth about something he was doing behind my back. And that led to something I never expected in all my life!
It was a crisp fall afternoon when I decided it was finally time to tackle the attic. For years, it had been a catch-all for everything from holiday decorations to old clothes that hadn’t seen the light of day in decades. I’d been meaning to clean it out for ages, but what I found in it led to me becoming a single woman after years of marriage…
Like everything else in life, cleaning the attic kept getting pushed down the list. My husband, Jeff, had mentioned before that most of the stuff up there was junk anyway. In fact, just last year, he told me his old high school jacket, now sitting forgotten in a pile of boxes, should go straight to the dump.
With that in mind, I started pulling things out, one by one. A broken lamp, boxes of our now-grown kids’ school projects, and, of course, Jeff’s old jacket. I barely glanced at it before tossing it into the pile meant for the dump.
It was faded and torn in a few places, and it smelled like it had been trapped in a musty attic for years. Not exactly a sentimental keepsake, right?
That evening, we sat down for dinner, the kind of normal weeknight meal where we barely had time to talk before cleaning up and moving on with the night. The air smelled like roasted chicken, but my husband of twenty years was oddly quiet.
He picked at his food for a while before I broke the silence.
“I cleaned out the attic today,” I said casually, trying to start a lighthearted conversation between us. “Threw out a bunch of our old junk.”
Jeff froze. His fork stopped halfway to his mouth before he dropped it onto the plate with a clatter.
“What JUNK?” he asked, his voice rising sharply, eyes wide like I’d just told him the house was on fire.
“Just some old stuff from the attic. Why?” I tried to keep my tone light, but the way his expression shifted had me worried.
Without another word, my husband immediately pushed back his chair, nearly knocking it over in his haste to get upstairs. I stayed behind, confused by his sudden panic. I heard him rummaging through boxes, muttering to himself.
Moments later, he came storming downstairs, fists clenched at his sides.
“Where’s my old school jacket?” His voice was dangerously low, with an edge to it I hadn’t heard before. He looked like he was ready to punch the walls!
I blinked at him, trying to figure out why he cared so much.
“I probably tossed it,” I said. “It was in a pile of stuff for the dump.”
The color literally drained from his face, and I could almost see the pulse pounding in his temple!
“You THREW it away?” he growled, his voice shaking with barely-contained fury. “I told you to throw away the junk, not that jacket!”
I stood there, dumbfounded. “Jeff, last year you said that jacket was trash… literally said it belonged in the dump!”
He let out a bitter laugh that sent chills down my spine.
“Well, guess what? The day I married YOU was a curse!”
His words hit me like a punch to the gut! And before I could respond, he stormed out of the house, grabbed his car keys, and peeled out of the driveway.
For a second, I was too shocked to move! But then something told me to follow him. Grabbing my purse, I jumped into my car and raced after him, my heart pounding. Where could he possibly be going in such a rage?
When I saw him pull into the entrance of the local dump, it all started to click into place!
The jacket. He was here to find that old jacket. But why? There had to be something more to it than just nostalgia. And what the hell did he mean that marrying me was a “curse?”
But soon enough, I’d find out what was in that jacket and why it would wreck our marriage…
I parked and hurried after him, catching sight of my husband frantically searching through piles of trash. I’d never seen him like this before… so on edge, so wild! My heart raced as I approached him.
“Jeff, what is going on? Why are you doing this?” I demanded, my voice trembling now.
He stopped digging, turning to face me, his face pale.
“Because, Stacy,” he spat, “I was saving money. Fifty thousand dollars. For us… to buy a new house.”
I took a step back, trying to process what he was saying. Fifty thousand? In an old, ratty jacket?
But then his words echoed in my head. “For US.” I didn’t believe it. Something felt wrong… really wrong.
“Why didn’t you tell me about this?”
“I didn’t think I had to!” he snapped, returning to his desperate search. “I was going to surprise you. Now it’s all gone BECAUSE of you!”
Back then, I had no idea what he was actually doing behind my back and that there was more to the money he’d saved!
I went with his lie.
I watched him sift through heaps of trash, his hands filthy, and something inside me twisted. Despite desperately wanting to believe him, his story wasn’t adding up. But I couldn’t put my finger on what it was. We never found the jacket that night. Eventually, after hours of searching, Jeff slumped down in defeat.
He wouldn’t even look at me.
We drove home in our separate cars, and I was silent as I continued contemplating my husband’s actions and statements. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was deeply wrong. After we got home, Jeff went straight to the bedroom without a word.
I sat on the couch, staring at the wall, my mind racing. What was it about that jacket? Why was he acting like this? Was there really money in the jacket?
An hour passed, and I heard my husband’s voice, low and hushed, from the bedroom. I crept up to the door, leaning close enough to hear his words through the thin walls.
“I don’t have the money anymore,” Jeff was saying. “That useless woman threw it out with the jacket!”
My breath caught in my throat…
“No, I wasn’t saving it for me and her,” he continued. “It was for the house… for US, like we said.”
My blood turned to ice. “US?” He wasn’t talking about me. He was talking about someone else!
I pushed open the door, unable to hold back my anger any longer!
“WHO are you talking to, Jeff?”
His face went pale as he turned to face me, phone still in hand. “Stacy… I…”
“No,” I said, cutting him off. “Who were you going to buy a house with?”
He didn’t answer, just stared at me, his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air.
But I didn’t NEED him to answer. I already knew. There was someone else. Someone who had been waiting for that fifty thousand dollars.
“I’m filing for divorce,” I said, my voice calm and steady. “The kids and everyone is going to find out the truth about who you really are. You called me useless to your mistress, Jeff…”
It was the only thing that made sense now.
Jeff’s face twisted in anger, but I didn’t stay to hear his excuses. I walked out and didn’t look back.
A month after the divorce, I found myself back in the attic since I’d won the house in our filing. The chaos of the last few weeks had kept me from returning, but I needed to get my old sewing machine for a project I’d started.
As I sifted through boxes, my hand brushed against something soft… something familiar.
There, at the bottom of a box I had somehow missed, was Jeff’s old jacket.
I froze, pulling it out and staring at it in disbelief. I hadn’t thrown it away after all!
With trembling hands, I checked the inside pocket, and there it was… the fifty thousand dollars, neatly folded, exactly where he had hidden it!
But this time, there was no rush to tell anyone. No need to share. Jeff had made his choices, and now I was making mine. I kept the money, my heart racing at the thought of what it meant for my future.
This time, it was my secret to keep…
Don’t Remove This Weed if You See It: Here Are 10 Reasons Why
Purslane, the typical weed in the picture, is actually a pleasant and healthy plant, which may surprise you. It is prevalent in lawns and gardens, and while getting rid of it could be tempting, there are many benefits to keeping it around.
Uncovering Purslane’s Advantages
Working on a community garden project gave me the chance to get knowledgeable about the advantages of purslane. I learned from an experienced gardener that purslane can be used as a garnish or added to salads because of its high omega-3 fatty acid content. Ever since, I have always made it a point to use whatever purslane I find in my own yard as a side dish. Now let’s explore the reasons purslane is valuable to have:
1. Fatty acids Omega-3Purslane is reportedly rich in omega-3 fatty acids, according to Mother Earth Living. These vital minerals support mental function, lower the risk of heart attacks, and can even be used to treat depression.
2. AntioxidantsAntioxidants, which are abundant in purslane, are also important in preventing cell damage and slowing down aging. Keeping purslane in your garden, then, is like welcome a formidable ally in the fight against aging.
3. Magnesium and CalciumInclude purslane in your diet if you want to keep your teeth, muscles, and bones in good condition. The elements calcium and magnesium, which are necessary for robust and healthy bodily structures, can be found naturally in this small weed.
4. AmmoniumAnother excellent source of potassium, which lowers blood pressure, is purslane leaves. You are moving in the direction of keeping your cardiovascular system healthy by include purslane in your regular meals.
5. IronContrary to popular belief, purslane is a good source of iron as well. Most people believe that the only foods high in iron are red meat and beans. Thus, you can increase your intake of iron by eating purslane.
6. Beta-CarotenePurslane is actually a strong source of beta-carotene, despite its green hue. The Chicago Tribune claims that this is one of the plant’s main benefits. Strong immune function and eye health are dependent on beta-carotene.
7. Drink plenty of waterSurprisingly, water makes up 93% of purslane. Purslane can therefore help rehydrate your cells, keeping you feeling renewed and invigorated.
8. Melatonin and glutathioneGlutathione, an antioxidant that shields cells from harm, and melatonin, a hormone that controls sleep-wake cycles, are both found in purslane. Thus, the health of your cells and your sleep patterns can both benefit from this small amount of marijuana.
9. BetalainBetalane is another potent antioxidant included in purslane. According to Progressive Health, betalain shields blood vessels from the harmful effects of cholesterol. For this reason, purslane may help lower LDL cholesterol levels.
10. GlutamineFinally, but just as importantly, tryptophan, an essential amino acid, is present in purslane. This amino acid has antidepressant properties and is involved in mood regulation. Therefore, you may improve your mood by include purslane in your meals.
The next time you see purslane growing in your garden, give it some thought before pulling it out. In actuality, this small herb is a nutritional powerhouse with a host of health advantages. Accept purslane as a beneficial addition to your diet and witness the health benefits it offers.
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