I had a weekend away with my mates in July, this is after many years of growing, birthing and feeding babies. I wanted to travel to my hometown, go out on the Friday night, have a mad one and take two days to recover, coming home on the Sunday - my hangovers are notorious.
This was my first night out since New Year, which was a mad night in the house with friends.
So, we end up staying in on the Friday and heading out on Sat instead, I am dying all day Sunday but eventually get us in the car to drive home. I make it back and in good form about 4pm.
HUsband texted me in the morning 8am to say something along the lines of "I hope you're back at a reasonable time today". Totally him and totally PA. I was embarrassed for him in front of the girls, whose partners hadn't texted them with a chaser.
Anyway, he's gone home for a week to see his mate who is visiting from Vietnam for the first time in ages.
I am totally happy with this, and have told him plenty of times. He needs to see his male friends more, he works like a dog and I am always trying to get him to take time out to go golfing with his buddies, but work comes first - never family.
I said to him this morning and I know now I shouldn't have, but I did - I said do you see the difference between my actions here and yours in July towards me? i.e. I'm all like "take the week, have a mad one!!" whereas he was chasing me home at 8am on the fucking Sunday.
Anyway, it all kicked right off.
Right down to things that happened a million years ago. He thinks I engineered the argument to ensure he has a shite time. I genuinely didnt (and even took a minute to check whether I had on a sub-conscious level). I am truly happy he's going to have such a wicked week. He deserves it. I wish I could join him! I wish he gave me this freedom to party ad recover once a fucking year.
I couldn't cuddle him before he went.
I fucking hate him right now.
He cannot see the hypocrisy and |I can't let this one slide.
Where do we go from here? I expect no one can tell me. I'm sorry I've gone on.
I'm confused and sad and angry and I feel at the moment if I didn't see him again it wouldn't bother me.