Yet another weekend of arguments.
Was there ANYTHING wrong with what I did last night?
DP's son (19) still has the access visits going on so comes here every saturday night. DP likes to take him into the 'man cave' to drink and 'bond'. I left them to it although earlier DP had told me he wanted us (me and him) to watch a movie together.
So it gets to 8pm and I ask DP what time we are putting this movie on as I get tired early lately (severe anaemia). He says “now, I’m just getting everything set up”. So I turn off the PC and go and wait in the living room for him. 10 minutes later he comes in and says “right, I’m just going on guitar for a bit and then I’ll be with you”. So I get a bit irritated at this point and say “well how long will you be? I’ve just turned all my stuff off as you said you were ready.” He makes a song and dance about it before saying “well, I’ll do as you say then and won’t play guitar even though a part of my soul is dying inside.” Oh for fucks sake – give the man an Oscar.
We eventually sit down to watch the movie. I ask if we can cosy up (like we normally do on a night on the sofa) and he said “no, its not comfortable for me.”
Then out of the blue he stands up to switch sides with me so we can cosy up. At the same time his son comes down. I say to DP “how come you’re switching sides?” and at the same time his son starts asking what movie we’re watching. To cut a long story short DP then accused me of “talking over his son” and says I was out of order and disrespectful. I had actually started talking before the son but anyway.
We watch the movie.
Afterwards DP randomly puts on some Jimi Hendirix documentary without even asking if I wanted to watch it. I calmly say “can we see if there is something on we both want to watch?” to which he makes another song and dance and says “yes of course, nevermind that I want to watch it, let’s just do what you want all the time.” I pointed out that as we were both sat watching the TV, I was merely trying to find something that we BOTH wanted to watch. Needless to say it fell on deaf ears.
Later we were in bed and he said his legs were hurting. I said “oh? How come?” and he said “from kneeling all day doing that bathroom.” I said “oh yes of course” and gave a sympathetic rub. He responded with “yeah – I don’t think you quite get it to be honest.”
????? This was my Saturday night. Now be honest, was it something I did or was he just out to argue with me??