Been with my husband 35 or so years. Mostly happy. There's always been disagreement about housework. He freely admits he does less than me. I deal with it for the majority of the time. Every so often we have an argument about it. It's always the same - I reasonably I think point something out, he starts going on about my nagging as opposed to just accepting he should have done something.
I come home from work tonight. It's been a long day, 11 hours out of the house. He is currently unemployed. I walk in, see his breakfast and lunch things on the table, say can you clear that up please? Same old circular argument except within a minute he's screaming in my face and (this sounds pathetic) destroying the flowers he bought me. Just ripping them up and throwing them on the floor.
He yells that I think that he is pathetic and worthless. I am crying saying that I can't believe what he's doing, that his sheer spitefulness is beyond me. He carries on yelling at me and calls me a cunt then walks out of the house.
I am just in shock. I know that he is depressed about having no work. I never ever criticise him about that. I do say sometimes that we can't afford to spend money on certain things. But it's true - his latest idea was to get our kitchen completely redone and I have said no as the money will come from our savings which we need to keep for our retirement. I have suggested that he looks for a job in a different industry - the industry he is in is struggling. But he won't.
He also had a health scare at the end of last year and is not in great health and finds physical activity hard.
I think that when he told me I thought that he was pathetic it's actually what he thinks about himself. But to yell at me and call me a cunt is just beyond me. I can't believe that he has treated me this way. In reality I am tired of being the only earner, I am fed up that he hasn't worked since November (and was really more or less working half time all year) but hasn't taken on any additional housework and spends hours doing fuck all. I'm worried because we are in our 60s and should be saving for our retirement, not spending our savings. I have no mental energy left to deal with a husband who screams in my face and blames me for the way he feels about himself.
I don't want to talk to him or see him. He will be home later. He won't apologise I am certain. I don't know what to do.