GAH! One FRUSTRATED and HURT Hotmama...
I know that my marriage is not rock solid, yet I do expect some things. With the help of therapy, we have made progress, but this weekend, I was hurt.
Sunday was my birthday, I was 29 once again, and I was expecting well...SOMETHING. We helped move our neighbors on Saturday, which my husband claims that he didn't know about. This may be true since I'm not sure I gave him the exact date, but he KNEW that they were moving and he agreed to help.
Friday, I was called back for a second interview, YA ME! He had to come home early to watch the kids.
So, on Saturday night, I put two and two together and realized that he has nothing for me and called him on it. He tried to blame my job interview and the move, for lack of time to shop. Now, I was home from my interview at 6:30 p.m. AND he knew about the move by then. Plus the move was over by 5:00p.m.
SO, Sunday rolls around and he has NOTHING. He wants to make me breakfast...THERE WAS NO FOOD IN THE HOUSE. I kept a positive attitude and asked to be taken to Denny's. He even baulked at that, because of the expense AND he likes I-HOP better. He asked me "Do you want to go to I-Hop instead?"
I lost it a little, but held it together. We got home from Denny's and a quick trip to an outlet mall by 11:30 a.m. Sunday. I told him I was going to take a nap. My tummy was full and I was feeling a little down. I ENDED UP SLEEPING UNTIL 3:00p.m.! I guess the move had worn me out.
Did he take that time to go shopping? NO! He cleaned up the downstairs because he knew our Realtor was coming to take pics. Well, that was his cover...HE WATCHED THE FOOTBALL GAME! Then, when I got up from my nap, he showed me what he had cleaned and WANTED ME TO PRAISE HIM, LIKE I WAS HIS MOTHER, FOR CLEANING. Yeah, AND I still have the upstairs to work on today.
Luckily, my parents came through and my mother took my daughter shopping, so that she could pick out a gifts from her and her brother to me. WHICH MY MOTHER PAID FOR. They also had me over for dinner and sang Happy Birthday to me. I drank plenty of wine and slept on the couch last night.
He tells me that he booked my mother for babysitting on Wednesday night, so that we can celebrate. I'm really considering telling him to Fuck-Off and not giving him a second chance on his WEDNESDAY night make-up birthday. I really don't want my money wasted on a night that I resent.
Sunday was my birthday, I was 29 once again, and I was expecting well...SOMETHING. We helped move our neighbors on Saturday, which my husband claims that he didn't know about. This may be true since I'm not sure I gave him the exact date, but he KNEW that they were moving and he agreed to help.
Friday, I was called back for a second interview, YA ME! He had to come home early to watch the kids.
So, on Saturday night, I put two and two together and realized that he has nothing for me and called him on it. He tried to blame my job interview and the move, for lack of time to shop. Now, I was home from my interview at 6:30 p.m. AND he knew about the move by then. Plus the move was over by 5:00p.m.
SO, Sunday rolls around and he has NOTHING. He wants to make me breakfast...THERE WAS NO FOOD IN THE HOUSE. I kept a positive attitude and asked to be taken to Denny's. He even baulked at that, because of the expense AND he likes I-HOP better. He asked me "Do you want to go to I-Hop instead?"
I lost it a little, but held it together. We got home from Denny's and a quick trip to an outlet mall by 11:30 a.m. Sunday. I told him I was going to take a nap. My tummy was full and I was feeling a little down. I ENDED UP SLEEPING UNTIL 3:00p.m.! I guess the move had worn me out.
Did he take that time to go shopping? NO! He cleaned up the downstairs because he knew our Realtor was coming to take pics. Well, that was his cover...HE WATCHED THE FOOTBALL GAME! Then, when I got up from my nap, he showed me what he had cleaned and WANTED ME TO PRAISE HIM, LIKE I WAS HIS MOTHER, FOR CLEANING. Yeah, AND I still have the upstairs to work on today.
Luckily, my parents came through and my mother took my daughter shopping, so that she could pick out a gifts from her and her brother to me. WHICH MY MOTHER PAID FOR. They also had me over for dinner and sang Happy Birthday to me. I drank plenty of wine and slept on the couch last night.
He tells me that he booked my mother for babysitting on Wednesday night, so that we can celebrate. I'm really considering telling him to Fuck-Off and not giving him a second chance on his WEDNESDAY night make-up birthday. I really don't want my money wasted on a night that I resent.