Actually, I'm kinda just chillin'.
I feel more calm than I would have guessed.
At first, he was just saying he didn't know where the stray panties came from. Now, he's making more guesses about how they could have ended up in our house/laundry. Meanwhile, I'm calling bullshit.
He said maybe they have just been stuck behind the dryer from when his ex lived here before we were married. Nope. We have a new dryer.
Next, he said that maybe the unknown undies were just under a piece of furniture from when his' ex lived here(4 years ago). Nope. We had every inch of our flooring replaced about a year ago. Plus, our furniture is all new from about 2 years ago. If I allow myself to get too pissed off, I won't think straight enough to make good decisions. It's getting hard because these lame excuses are insulting, plus, they make him seem MORE guilty. For the sake of my family, I am willing to give the therapy a try. I did explain to him that therapy won't really work if he can't be honest while we are with the therapist.