He went out yesterday to go to a gig. I knew as I dropped him off near the train station he wouldn't go. He would have had to get the train, wait for a lift, stayed over at a friend's the night, oh the effort of all that, puff sigh, too hard. So I asked him to call me when he got there.
He didn't call.
I called him, several times, he didn't answer. Eventually (like 4 hours after I dropped him off) he sent a text saying he would be home soon. Then he came home and said he couldn't be bothered to go to the gig so hadn't. He had been in pub.
I am fuming on several levels:
- His 'can't-be-botherdness' about things, he let people down over this, he would have enjoyed it if he had gone but he would rather sit in the local pub.
- His ignoring my calls, and he was definitely ignoring. I hate the thought of him sitting in the pub pulling faces and ignoring my calls, although admittedly this may be my imagination.
- He lied about going, he says it wasn't a lie and he fully intended to go but I knew he wouldn't, he didn't even take an overnight bag FFS.
I am SO cross today I can hardly breathe with it. Overreaction or justified?