I feel like my H is micro managing me.
Some examples, and these aren't one-offs, it's nearly every time I do these things.
I open a cupboard door, he says "what are you after?"
I get dressed, he says "Oh, I thought you'd have put your shorts on"
I'm cutting up some salad, he says "oh, I thought you'd have used the other knife"
I bring the shopping home, he says "there's not much there. I thought you'd have gone to Tesco"
I take the dog out for a walk, he says "oh, I thought you'd have taken him to the woods"
He's there at my shoulder, what seems like all the time..
He talks, constantly, and when I do start to speak he cuts me off and always thinks he knows what I was going to say.
He explains to me, in great detail, what his next DIY job is and what he's planning on doing that day.
He talks about people he's met while out, everything about them - where they live, what car they drive, what job they do, what dog they have.
Whenever he's achieved something he brings it up, repeatedly, that day and for several days afterwards. To start with I tell him how great he's done and that he should be pleased with himself because he worked so hard on it or it was a brilliant idea or outcome.
He's got so many good qualities but he's ruling my life and I feel suffocated.