I've realised the only thing we're good at together is holidaying.
The rest of the time is boring as hell. We rarely have sex despite only been married just over a year (I've posted about this before). He goes to bed late (midnight) and moans if I want to go earlier. I like to get up early and get the most out of the day. If he's not at work he won't get up until gone 11 and then every weekend is the same. He gets up at 11ish, puts the shitty radio (some obscure channel that plays shit that just gets on your nerves), starts frying bacon, plays on the computer ... it's a lovely day why can't we go out??! I got up at 7am and took the dog for a long walk in the fields - just got back and am going to head to gym. When I get home he'll either still be in bed or sat at the PC.
We could have a drive to the coast, a walk to the local pub for lunch - anything but no, he won't want to do any of that.
I've just joined a martial arts class, I suggested he join with me but no, it's not his thing. Fair enough but tennis wasn't his thing either, neither was swimming or jogging or anything else I suggest.
I've lost a lot of weight recently and am getting my confidence back. He kicked off the other day as I mentioned martial arts hopefully making me a stronger person. He said he didn't realise that's why I wanted to do it and that changes how he feels about me doing it. Why wouldn't you want your OH to be stronger??
He drinks a lot too. Downed beer after beer last night and then caused a random argument with me about the dog chewing the TV remote - that happened a week ago and apparently the dog doesn't destroy anything when he's around (bullshit, the dog is a fucking nightmare, as lovely as he is).
Last night was Saturday night. We were meant to be putting on a film to watch. I waited until 9pm and then went to see if he was ready. He tried to put a film on, said it wasn't working so put on athletics instead. He knows I don't like watching this but doesn't think to put on something we both like. I tell him I didn't want to sit watching that all night so he said he'd keep it on for 10 minutes and then put the news on. The news???!! It was Saturday night! We were meant to be watching a film with a glass of wine but no, he'd got sloshed on beer and now no longer have a shit about how I felt about anything.
I'm just fed up of him and this boring lifestyle composed of sitting around a computer, getting drunk on lager, moaning, complaining, no sex, no conversation - wish I'd never got married.