One more nail:-)
Just a quick post. Our youngest is obese, I had to take her to the doctor for her physical today so she can be referred for intensive treatment at Children's Hospital. I have not told him this because I know how he is, and I'm POSITIVE he will make a bad situation worse by making comments and just being mean in general.
However, last night, knowing that if I didn't find a way to let him know I had taken off work in a "non-threatening" way, he would freak out on me, I casually mentioned that she had to go to the doctor today--at either 10 or 2; I honestly couldn't remember which. He says "Of course I can't take her to the doctor, I can't get off work." I tell him that I hadn't expected him to take her, actually I hadn't asked him to take her, I was just mentioning it. (We both know how he loves to have an excuse to be in a pissy mood, and me not informing me every time I breathe is the biggest one).
This morning, I call the doctor's and find out her appointment is actually at 2:30. I didn't even bother calling him because really I just don't feel like hearing his condescending attitude and nastiness all the time. Sometimes I believe it is worth the later consequences because at least I get a few hours of peace, right?!
I picked both girls up from school at about 2. We went to the doctor's, talked to her, then went to Walmart to pick up a few things for the house and just got home (at 4). No sooner did I pull in the driveway and start picking up bags from the back, my phone rang. It was him. "Where are you?" Me: "I just pulled into the driveway, carrying bags in..." Him: Where were you?" Me: "At the doctor's." Him: "Did you make it a family affair? Where is Alexis?" Me: "I picked her up too so she wasn't home by herself." Him: "What did you even work today?" Me: "No, I told you I had to take Alyssa to the doctor." Him: "You told me that was at 10." Me: "No, I told you that I wasn't sure if it was at 10 or at 2, it was actually at 2:30 which I found out when I called there this morning." At this point I am trying to answer girls' questions, carry groceries up two flights of stairs, and play "dodge the cat that is winding around my ankles" all while talking to him. It is at this point that he chooses to cuss at me about getting on his "fucking" nerves all the damn time. I ignore that and he again makes a comment. I say "B.B. (the cat) please move off the steps so I can come up." He hangs up on me.
Now, I probably should call him back because it is (of course) "my" fault that he had to hang up on me--I wasn't paying enough attention to our conversation (inquisition). And of course it is "my" fault he was angry because I "never tell him anything--it's like it doesn't matter what he knows". I'm sure somewhere in there I lied to him as well, it depends on how long he stews about it. But, I am not going to call him. I can't take anymore of his holier than thou bullshit. I am going to have to listen to him rant and rave anyway, so why not wait a little while? Actually, I give him another 10-20 minutes before he calls me to act like he is trying to explain to me what I've done wrong....yet again. I don't know why he even puts up with me to be honest, I am obviously such an idiot and an imbecile and I can't seem to get anything right EVER :-) (for those of you who think I am being down on myself, I am not..I know that it isn't me that has the problem, nothing will ever be right enough for him because then he couldn't justify his abuse of me, I am just being facetious!)
Anyway, hanging on for the roller coaster to begin tonight. Boy is this shit exhausting!!!!!!! I can't wait to be out of here and away from this man for ever!!!!
However, last night, knowing that if I didn't find a way to let him know I had taken off work in a "non-threatening" way, he would freak out on me, I casually mentioned that she had to go to the doctor today--at either 10 or 2; I honestly couldn't remember which. He says "Of course I can't take her to the doctor, I can't get off work." I tell him that I hadn't expected him to take her, actually I hadn't asked him to take her, I was just mentioning it. (We both know how he loves to have an excuse to be in a pissy mood, and me not informing me every time I breathe is the biggest one).
This morning, I call the doctor's and find out her appointment is actually at 2:30. I didn't even bother calling him because really I just don't feel like hearing his condescending attitude and nastiness all the time. Sometimes I believe it is worth the later consequences because at least I get a few hours of peace, right?!
I picked both girls up from school at about 2. We went to the doctor's, talked to her, then went to Walmart to pick up a few things for the house and just got home (at 4). No sooner did I pull in the driveway and start picking up bags from the back, my phone rang. It was him. "Where are you?" Me: "I just pulled into the driveway, carrying bags in..." Him: Where were you?" Me: "At the doctor's." Him: "Did you make it a family affair? Where is Alexis?" Me: "I picked her up too so she wasn't home by herself." Him: "What did you even work today?" Me: "No, I told you I had to take Alyssa to the doctor." Him: "You told me that was at 10." Me: "No, I told you that I wasn't sure if it was at 10 or at 2, it was actually at 2:30 which I found out when I called there this morning." At this point I am trying to answer girls' questions, carry groceries up two flights of stairs, and play "dodge the cat that is winding around my ankles" all while talking to him. It is at this point that he chooses to cuss at me about getting on his "fucking" nerves all the damn time. I ignore that and he again makes a comment. I say "B.B. (the cat) please move off the steps so I can come up." He hangs up on me.
Now, I probably should call him back because it is (of course) "my" fault that he had to hang up on me--I wasn't paying enough attention to our conversation (inquisition). And of course it is "my" fault he was angry because I "never tell him anything--it's like it doesn't matter what he knows". I'm sure somewhere in there I lied to him as well, it depends on how long he stews about it. But, I am not going to call him. I can't take anymore of his holier than thou bullshit. I am going to have to listen to him rant and rave anyway, so why not wait a little while? Actually, I give him another 10-20 minutes before he calls me to act like he is trying to explain to me what I've done wrong....yet again. I don't know why he even puts up with me to be honest, I am obviously such an idiot and an imbecile and I can't seem to get anything right EVER :-) (for those of you who think I am being down on myself, I am not..I know that it isn't me that has the problem, nothing will ever be right enough for him because then he couldn't justify his abuse of me, I am just being facetious!)
Anyway, hanging on for the roller coaster to begin tonight. Boy is this shit exhausting!!!!!!! I can't wait to be out of here and away from this man for ever!!!!
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Sending hugs - did he even bother to ask what the doctors was for and if everything\'s ok? Can you pretend you all have some horrible contagious disease and he has to stay away from you?
Hahaha....that is priceless Gingerbread!:-) I wish that would work, but no he did not ask me what the doctor was for--no surprise there. He actually came home while I was cooking dinner, took a shower, and left without saying a word to either me or the girls, so he must be really pissed that I didn\'t call him right back. He made a point of slamming the front door as he walked out, but I\'m sure if I called him on it he would claim he did no such thing. You know the drill. Anyway, maybe I can invent some crazy incurable disease, that would be wonderful. Hmmmm...
maybe HE\'LL get an incurable disease.
Rachel, I pray for that every day:-)