Definitely not a euphemism. Christ. As if that would ever happen.
It might sound minor, or silly, or petty, but it might just be the final straw that I've been waiting for.
I've lost count of how many times I've posted threads or commented on other similar threads, so some of you might know the back story. I'm too tired to go through it all again, but the latest in a long line of pathetic incidents is that he hasn't spoken to me since last Monday. All I did was for once in my life express my feelings and said no to going to a concert, and also said no I didn't want him to come out with me when I run and that it's something I want to do on my own. He responded with, "so you want to do everything on your own, do you?!" Live the rest of your life on your own, do you??!" Imagine an irate Frank Spencer. I just shrugged as if to say, sounds good to me. Because it is actually better and nicer when it's just me and the kids.
Anyway, last night I went to the fridge and noticed the cream scone that my friend at work had bought me was gone. (It's scone!) And the plastic container was on the bench next to the sink. I knew exactly what had happened. So when he came in the kitchen I asked if he'd thrown it out, he pretended not to hear so I asked again, and he said, "No, I ate it."
I felt like laughing. In fact, I did a bit. It's not the first time he's taken something he knows I was saving for later, silly things like half a can of pop, and at times completely denying it as if the kids had taken it or something. It's clearly not the fact I have missed out on my scone, it's that he never thinks to ask. It's pretty basic. So I just went up to sort the kids for bed, and took my wedding ring and engagement ring off and left them on the bathroom shelf. It's never been a proper marriage for years (no sex, for one example) and I see the rings as a trap, not an expression of love. No doubt when he realises I'm not wearing them he'll kick off. But I think I need to be strong now and say this is not what I want from life. He knows it himself deep down, but he's content to rumble on as he knows how I'm the kind of person who never wants to rock the boat.
So, if you can, please please MN ladies, help me keep the rings off and move forward. I feel like I'm stuck in a whirling plug hole, never quite flowing away.
I hope that makes sense somehow xx