Obviously I have changed my name for this rant
Dh is really annoying me at the moment. However, I am suffering from depression and PMT at the moment, so I might be wrong. Opinions please, but no 'he's a knob' or 'Leave him' please.
Dh is anal about the car. He likes to keep it looking nice. No problem so far. However, I gave a heavily pg friend a lift to school the other week, and she had sand on her shoe, which scratched the bit you have to step over to get into the car. I explained that she was very large and 'cumbersome' (for want of a better word), and that it is hard to get in and out of a car when you are about to give birth. So, he said I should not give her a lift in future...
Of course, I told him to bog off, and that I would give her (and her dd obviously!) a lift whenever she asked, and that she would no doubt do the same if the situation was reversed. (She can't drive). To me, a car is a tool. He then asked me to tell her to be careful when getting in the car.
So, today, I mention that I gave said friend another lift, and he asked me if the car had been scratched again. I said I didn't know. He then proceeded to get the car out of the garage to check for scratches. I told him that he was the limit, but left it at that.
Then, he had a go at me for spending £62 on two throws and 4 cushions for the knackered sofas, despite telling me to buy throws only yesterday. Apparently he thought that the throws would look better than they do (erm...they are throws ffs, not new covers). He also doesn't think the colours match (they do).
Because I was annoyed at him, I went upstairs to do my nails and watch BB. He came up in the break, and asked why I was away from him. I told him that he had been winding me up, and that I needed to get away from him. I said that I understood that he hated his new job and the travelling, but that I also hated getting the brunt of his tiredness every night. He then told me that he always bears the brunt when I'm depressed, and asked what sort of relationship we have if I can't 'be there' for him. I was there for him when he was unhappy in his old job, and was prepared to go to work full-time, so that he could take a year off work and think about changing career. That is 'being there' IMO.
Well, our relationship is like brother and sister. He doesn't fancy me when I need to lose weight, and then expects me to fall over backwards with my legs apart when I have lost the weight and he wants me again...
I'm just really fed up at the moment, although I do appreciate the freedom that I have now that ds is at school. Am I wrong to feel like he is too controlling? I know I can be a bitch when I'm depressed, so I'm not perfect.