Last night started with me cheerfully telling DP that I was considering rejoining my old karate club and ended in a massive row were DP accused me of being a bitch, not caring about him and using him as a passport to "well .... godknows" (he was going to say a better life but stopped short, he's a highish earner and I'm not).
So, he comes in from work and he's ok with me but has a bit of a face on. Doesn't say that anything is wrong but after a bit says "you don't love me" - half jokingly. This was before we'd even had any crossed words!
So a bit later on I'm making dinner and I cheerfully say "oh btw, I've made some enquiries and I'm thinking about rejoining the karate club I used to go to! get fitter and give me something to do a couple of nights a week." His face dropped and he said "are you being serious??"
To cut a long story short, he first said we couldn't afford the £5 a week it would cost (despite the fact that we have over £100 spare AFTER accounting for £50 luxuries (cinema/meals etc) a week. So obviously this excuse didn't add up. He then added that he didn't want to be left on his own whilst I was off 'galavanting' about twice a week, I would end up not doing anything around the house as I'd be too tired(!!!??) the club would start forcing me into extra training sessions/weekend outings etc because "that's what they're like" (he knows nobody from this club). He then kicked off because I said I didn't like watching TV every night (he knew this from when we met, I've never been a telly watcher) so he launches into this speech about how I've obviously been pretending to be a different person all this time and now the "truth is coming out and the real you is being exposed" - he came out with comments such as "we should be planning to do stuff together, not apart" and "it starts here, next thing you'll be turning into a fitness fanatic that I never see" ...... you don't wanna know what happened when I also told him I was considering cutting right down on my alcohol intake - you would have thought I'd just told him I was becoming a devout religious enthusiast that would clash with everything he stands for.
I just don't get it. It got quite nasty in the end - I started biting back, reminded him of the shit I've put up with from him in the past and that I can't beleive he's been so unsupporting, he spat back with "why are you being such a bitch??? you don't give a shit about me, you do my fucking head in". He also threw in a little comment about how his life would be so much easier if he fucked off and found someone else with kids that didn't have 'issues' (my DS is adhd and is playing up quite badly lately) but he 'chooses to stick around'.
And remember - all this was because I said I quite fancied doing 2 hours of karate a week.
WTF?????