This morning he called in to see dc on his way to work. Turns on the lap top and it is not working, asks me what is up with it, me in the middle of making dc breakfast says "don't know", he goes nuts telling me I am fucking pathetic and immature for not showing any interest in this problem, I won't get a penny out of him ever again if I can't be arsed to even help him with the lap top to do the work that pays for everything here! Storms out.
All in front of the dc.
Receive text re-iterating what an immature twat I am and how my dc will remember this and know what he had to put up with when married to me.
What a lovely start to Sunday.