I’m about to write a textbook example of the sort of argument that plays out a lot in our household. It’s nothing major, but it is really starting to get to me.
We’ve been married nearly 15 years. Married young-ish; DC in teens.
We have dogs, and H was out at work for most of the day. Dogs were left with me as I work from home. That’s fine; they weren’t an issue. It might be relevant to say here that H does at least three quarters of the dog walking and care, because essentially they are his dogs. His taking on the bulk of the work was the deal in terms of me agreeing to get dogs. I do love the dogs, and it has mostly turned out fine (despite the expense!) He did say he wouldn’t leave them with me much at all, and to be honest, the time they are left with me is beginning to creep up. But it’s been okay and I haven’t complained, because the dogs are now wonderful company (now that we are through the woes of toilet training, etc.) So it really isn’t too much extra effort.
When H came back from work today, I started getting ready to go out at about 5pm in order to pick up some medication before the pharmacy shut at 5:30. I had already told H a couple of hours earlier that I would be doing this, and that I was going to walk rather than drive the car (twenty minute walk, or thereabouts). The dogs heard me getting ready to go out, came running downstairs and started getting excitable because they were hungry and thought me moving about meant it was dinner time. I called up to H to let him know the dogs wanted their dinner, he shouted down to me to feed them then, because unlike me, he’s working - he’d logged back on after getting home. I say (admittedly rather abruptly, but not rudely) that I can’t; I have to go out now, because I’m walking to the most pharmacy, not driving, and if I don’t leave now I might not get there in time.
I am told, “It’s all about you, isn’t it? There you go, sort yourself out, it’s fine, I’ll do it.” Then when I reacted at the unfairness of this (I had told him I wanted the walk and didn’t want to drive), I was told that I can’t be all that desperate to get to the shop, since I’m spending an awful lot of time standing there trying to argue my point.
He says these sorts of things a lot and it’s affected how I feel about him. I don’t feel we are part of a team, and I don’t feel he sees me as an equal (and haven’t for a long time, if ever - I have always earned less, although went further than him academically, not that this matters I suppose). I don’t feel excited to share things with him and I no longer particularly enjoy spending time with him alone. There’s usually not much curiosity in his approach to conversation - it tends to be very matter of fact. Time with him now involves the dogs, and as they’re so loveable, they make things fun at least. A bit like when the DC were little.
I have taken up a hobby over the past few years and I am glad to be out of the house doing something different. Sometimes I am accused - in a deliberately half-jokey way - of ‘abandoning my family’ when I spend whole days away doing my hobby. I do not leave anybody in the lurch; days are planned in advance and in the calendar. Mid teen DC are getting increasingly independent so childcare is no longer an issue.
I feel like H has two moods; he’s either chirpy chappy (which he seems able to switch on for work with no problem) or a miserable grump who wants everything to run to a schedule and struggles with not being in control and having things go his way. Then I feel bad, because he does loads of stuff around the house, and I feel I ought to be grateful for that, and suck it up.
I’m just feeling confused. When this sort of thing happens, he will never address it and just act normal shortly afterwards as if nothing has happened. For example, he’ll start playing with the dog acting all cheerful, so if I still act glum then he will say I am sulking. But really I’m just seething with the sense of injustice. And left wondering if I am overreacting? I start doubting myself, wondering to what extent it was me who elicited this reaction.
Does anyone else have this in their relationship? How do you approach it?