A couple of incidents lately where he just picks arguments and goes in moods for no reason.
Last nights episode ... it was his birthday. He said he wanted to order takeaway and although he normally orders it, he said he wanted me to do it. So I did. He then sits on his computer game for hours. He then comes in complaining that the dogs had walked shit in from the garden and it was my fault as we don’t have patio pavement. I asked how that was my fault and he said he wanted to pave it earlier this year but knew I wouldn’t agree to it??!! He never even talked to me about it. I let it go. He goes back on his game. Food arrives and DH normally likes to serve it but this time said I should do it. I did and he complained that I’d used two plates for the popadoms instead of one and made a snidey comment about “sharing” ?! So I arrange the one plate of popadoms on the coffee table with the pickles as always. He sits there not touching it. I say “why are you not eating?” and he says “I can’t reach it”. Wtf?! So obviously thinking he was joking I laughed and said “well move it closer then?”. He stays dead pan and says “oh? Ok ... move it closer? Ok ... “ he then makes a big show of moving the coffee table so it’s touching his legs. He didn’t speak to me for the remainder of the night.
I’m sick of this shit. I’d done nothing to him at all. He said earlier that he’d had a shit day at work and then later in the night I was pleased to see that his son had listed me as his step mother on Facebook ... it was just a bit of nice recognition so I told DH how pleased I was. He reacted with “well, you must be doing a better job than me because neither of my kids have said happy birthday” ... so he was in a mood about that too. But AIBU to think no matter what he was in a huff about this (this time), he doesn’t get to take it out on me? I’m really sick of it.