Last night we had a huge row. It was completely disproprtionate to what it was about.
Basically, I had gone to the supermarket and bought a few cakes. I had given in to my sweet tooth and thought they might be nice with a cup of tea.
Apparently, I was "spending it up large in the supermarket!" . Now this is really untrue but it is a symptom of how our relationship has been lately - money, money, money, money.
Although I know we are skint (but then who isn't) both of us are on pretty good salaries and I am pretty confident we will be okay. But this is not good enough for dh. He worries about it constantly, he reads moneysavingexpert and motley fool and all the horror stories of people in debt and can't afford to live. I just don't share his worry about this. If I wanted to live with an accountant I would have married one IYSWIM
When it comes down to it, I just can't live like this any more. I am feeling claustraphobic and I need some space. i juts don't know how to go about it.
I just don't enjoy living with him anymore. We have a long overseas trip planned and TBH I don't want to go