hi everyone, will catch up with you all this weekend - promise! I've had to take time off with another cold, feeling lousy at home, and overworked at work due to recent events.
DP really pissed me off last night too, out of the blue. He's been fine the last week or so since the computer incident, apart from occasional winges about DD being sick on the sofa so that there wasn't any space for him. Was even drinking a bit less - starting later and drinking more slowly . Then last night, after DD & I been watching Buzzcocks and had moved on to Graham Norton, he swans in and just says, oh, it's over now, and switches the TV off! . His justification was, we'd only said we were going to watch the Buzzcocks. Then he went off to the pub, came home and went straight to bed without saying another word to me. It seemed highly unfair & really very childish. I know he feels peeved when he can't chill in the front room after work, but he & I had been in there for over 2 hours chatting and playing music quite amicably, and it seemed quite reasonable that DD should have her turn & watch a bit of TV before bed.
This morning he overslept as he'd left his phone alarm downstairs and I was kind enough to notice, make him coffee and wake him, though believe me I was tempted to leave him to snore on & be late for work! In fact, I think I should have just left him to it - made him face the consequences of his stupid, childish behaviour. He did thank me for the coffee and wakeup call, but last night really rankles. What IS it with him? It upset me, upset DD, spoint the rest of our quality time together - somehow Lead Balloon didn't seem so funny when I knew my own Mr Grumpy was out there somewhere - and leaves me feeling that I have two teenagers in the house, and the stroppy one is an overgrown 54 year old, not the 16 year old!
I suppose I shall have to speak to him about it, but honestly, sometimes I just feel like telling him to either behave like an adult, sentient human being (which I still think he is, somewhere,) or shift out. Except we can't afford to separate.
And I don't really want to .
Bloody men! We've done 5 sessions of Relate & I cancelled the 6th as we agreed we'd try going it on our own for awhile, but I'm beginning to think it's got us nowhere as he talks, but has taken no real ACTION to get help!
And now I'm at work, and thinking that I don't really want to go home, because I don't want to face him without saying anything, and I don't want to say anything as he'll go all defensive and totally totally STUPID.
Sorry - needed to vent! It's just - I'm wishing more & more that we'd never decided to buy a place together. DD & I were not perfect in my old one-bed flat, but at least DP and I were happy. I feel like I'm continually walking on eggshells waiting for the next outburst, and that the lovely man I loved is fading away - and so are my positive feelings for him and for our relationship.
Oh well, the MP has finally left the building - I have no excuse now, but to go home. At least I can have a nice chat with DD and the cats.