Some of you may remember a thread I started last week about dh's cannabis use. Against my better judgement the rescuer is me agreed to give him another chance, a trial to see if things would improve so to say.
Well this Friday gone I returned home after a couple of days away with work. dh had been with ds 2 and dd 5. we went and had a couple of drinks at the local pub. I came back with dc's and dh returned half an hour later.
There had been some gravy on the sude that he must have made earlier that I was going to use on my own tea as I hadnt eaten. I casually asked dh if there was any gravy granules left as it was a bit thin. he flew into a rage saying it wasnt thin, how fucking dare I accuse him of this
, called me a fucking dickhead repeatedly whilst df 5 was in the room listening and then began punching the wall next to my head because " I wasnt listening and should be sorry for accusing him of messing up gravy! I told him I would call the police if ge carried on and at this point he pissed off back out.
I told him the next day this was beyond my limits especially given dd haf witnessed his out burst and he had to leave. he said he was ashamed of himself but agreed to go.
well for the 2nd day now he had got up and gone round to his mates to play on the playstation! I am furious. I have rung him to ask why he isnit trying to sort out somewhere to stay and he hung up on me.
I have just bagged all his clothes up in big bags and left them in his car which is unlocked. I am pretty certain he will now go on self destruct mode and I am desperately trying to rain in the rescuer in me- I am doing the right thibg aren't I? dh for the most of the time is a fantastic dad and dd particularly is going to be devastated.