DH and I have been married for 17years, through all this time he has known there is a line that you do not cross, the marmite line, on one side is me the hater, the other is him the lover, I am quite happy for him to indulge in his vile habit and there is space in the cupboard for him to store the various jars he collects, I believe I am showing a level of tolerance that is above and beyond what most women would endure.
He knows that if he wants to indulge and spread the sludge on his bread he can but he must keep it away from me and anything that I cherish and hold dear.
The bastard has introduced MY dog to it and the bitch likes it. I don't know who has betrayed me more, him for crossing the line or her for siding with him on the love it/hate it argument
I can't believe he would risk 17 years of marriage for this.
AIBU or should I LTB