Good week....finally

Good week…even better weekend!

He actually knows how to take to garbage to the curb. Amazing! After all these years of asking him to do it, he actually can. And then again bring the bin back to the house.

Counselling will still go ahead as planned. He isn’t getting out of it just yet. Just because he does a few things around the house like asked, doesn’t mean we are alright.

We went shopping together for a few things that we needed. Groceries and stuff, some craft supplies and fishing gear. But not one argument this week or weekend. This must be a record, since that last few weeks it has been a couple of times a week. And name calling, or blaming didn’t happen at all.

This is turning out OK. How long it will last I’m not sure, but it’s always good. The dog is behaving, so is the cat. And the husband is too.

WOW! Finally a good week. Cross your fingers that it continues.

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ARRRRGH!

Ok here goes.

Last week I decided that counselling was the only option, if he doesn't agree, he's gone. Foot down, mind set.

Well Friday came, and leaving the pub he said to settle up the tab. So I got up to do so and he walked out the door. After settling I tried to confront him to say that I felt a little offended that he didn’t wait for me….so along the way the dog stopped for a pee and I kept walking. He said to stop for the dog, my response was that the dog has done this before and that he will catch up. So the husband grabbed my purse and wouldn’t let go, I tried to pull free and told him to let go. He didn’t so I yelled at him for it…it was mine and he had no right to grab it. So as I pulled free he went to grab my arm to stop me from walking farther away, I yanked free of him and shouted at him that he shouldn’t grab me and pull me. My body, my rights! I said I didn’t want to walk home with someone like that , and that I would call a cab or get a ride from a friend close by.

So I did call a friend, and he did take me home…. argument continued, and the accusing of me not doing housework came up. I told him straight that I’m the only one that does it and the few things I have asked him to do he doesn’t do. I told him I didn’t want to talk to him that night, and the conversation was over.

In the morning he asked if we really needed to talk about the situation…I said DUH yes. Pick up your feet around here or else! I haven’t given up yet, but I’m really close!

The rest of the weekend went really well, but I’m calling the counsellor this week to book for Feb. once I get paid. No ifs, ands, or buts!!!!

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£40 per hour

Well another week has past and not much has gotten better. I had a bad day on Wednesday. We were roasting a chicken adn the timer went off, so I said "What is that for?", he said it for basting the chicken. I told him the next time the timer goes off I'll baste the chicken. Well he said I don't need to worry myself and that he is coking, my response was that basting is someting that I can manage and that I can cook too. His response was that I hadn't proved that I could yet so why start now.

Man that got me fired up. Just because my cooking isn't experimantal and exciting doesn't mean that he pick on me.

So Thursday I was still a little upset by his comments, and that evening I was stressed since I couldn't find my lawyers contact info, I needed to get some envelopes addressed, dishes washed, etc. I told him my marriage was shit and I was calling a councellor on Friday to set us a date. He said ok. That evening he ran me a bath with candles around the bathroom, and a hot chocolate while I soaked. I asked him why he did this....because I seemed stressed and this may help me de-stress. He cooked me an egg for dinner at 9pm, which I thanked him for.

Next morning he bitched that the frying pan wasn't clean for him to cook his breakfast in because I hadn't cleaned it the night before.

Well I called some councellors and couldn't get through so most of them. So left messages. One I did get through to would charge....guess how much....yup $40 per hour. Not sure if he will be interested in paying that much, probally would rather spend that in the pub. If he says no to that much, I'll go to a councellor for free through my work. Then figure out what next to do.

I'm feeling like I had better cut my losses before it's too late. I'm only 27....28 in April, I'm still young and pretty I could get someone better... right? Someone that helps around the house, doesn't call me names, and calls my cooking crap. Does a man really exist like that? I wonder.......

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Short fuse

Well, the week began badly.

He got angry due to the fact that the couch in the livingroom was going to get thrown out, and to be honest he forgot the plan of putting it in the shed until we found out how to dispose of it. Well for the rest of the day he didn't speak to me, or even tell me where he was going in the evening with the dog. He was gone for 5 hours without any word from him. So I went out and had a drink and a bite to eat by myself, I didn't leave a note or anything. HA! Take that.

His attitude carried over to the next day, he didn't even say good bye in the morning. All he said the entire day to me was "Light" as he turned on the light in the bedrom and "Are you getting up?". Later that day he suggested going to the pub for a pint, and was all happy go lucky again. For the rest of the week he seemed his normal self.

Today he went into work and all he could go on about while he was getting dressed was how he wants to have sex. Take me back to bed and shag, and me give him head. How can I feel like shagging when he's got this flip flop attitude.

Last night I did have this wonderful dream. I was having a wonderful sexual relationship with this man (not the husband) who made me feel sexy, and loved, and I couldn't stop wanting him. He was go giving, and tender, and I thought to myself in the dream that I don't feel like this with the husband at all. I wonder if dreams like this have meaning or if it's just a dream. Whatever it is, I want to dream about him tonight.

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Christmas Sucks!

Ok here goes,

This is the second blog address I have, but this one is for complaining about my husband....ok and life. The other one is for family and friends to see and hear about the good stuff in my life.

Well I got a new wallet (all I really wanted was a change purse) and a manicure set (already got one of those too). WOW! That's almost as bad as what my inlaws get me usually. They always get me a night gown that a six year old should be wearing, cotton and rough. Nothing sexy and pretty.

We went to the Aunts and Uncles for dinner for Christmas and that was strange. They seemed to be in the mood for a quiet time. It felt like we were only invited as a courtacy, and not 'cauise they wanted us over at all.

Oh yeah, this week I cracked my head off the dresser and there was lots of blood too, now my head hurts a lot, and brussing my hair hurts. The scab feels really big too.

Well let's hope the next week is better.

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