coming to bed in his boxer shorts with his fat tummy overhanging, reaching into the front of his shorts having a good scratch with both hands!
saying "any chance of sex tonight?" or "want to play hide the sausage" or touching my bottom and generally feeling me up then later on in the evening after he'd done the washing up coming in to complain that he's not getting anything out of the relationship. I found out that I was supposed to have read his mind and joined him in the lounge for the evening but didn't that was why he exploded at me!
not feeling like I'm having to look after a third child!
I don't have to wait until he's put something on the wall or fixed something because he's not there to ask and it's totally in my hands now : )
not living constantly expecting him to pull his weight in the house and actually care about what the house looks like and the cleaning that needs to be done because he's not there and so not messing it up when I clean it. Whenever I clear and clean something it now stays clear! it wasn't the children that messed it up after all!!!! go figure!
his negativity towards others and the names he calls them e.g. calling disabled spaces spacker spaces, or calling black people coons, it's dragged me down for years and totally disrespectful even if he's just saying it to me!
listening or trying not to listen to him swearing or shouting at me and the children and calling us names. For someone with such a huge vocabularly (surpasses mine and I'm 4 years older than him) I could never figure out why he swore so much.
the tv in the lounge on constantly with him on his ipad sitting on the settee watching at the same time whilst I'm slaving away in the kitchen and he's like a pig in mud with the lounge constantly a mess around him not caring not bothering to do anything!!!! very angry at that one
not having sports on all the time
telling me I should go to bed or that I go to bed too late, telling me I can't sleep on the settee, telling me when I should get up and that I'm constantly late for work and I'm constantly messing with the families schedules not getting food on time, chilling out and not sticking to a rigid mealtime plan on Saturday having worked full time all week and want a lie in, why can't i? what's so wrong with that.
oh gosh I must stop now I'm getting angry!