Unleashing the Beast

Sep 20, 2011

Release The Kraken!

HAHAHAHA! Well if I must. Yesterday I came home and got to work moving furniture around to make the house feel a little more put together. Jeff came home and initially seemed like he was going to jump in and help. Then he just sort of stood there looking at me while I moved heavy pieces of furniture. I finally asked him.."What?"

He says, " How long are you going to be working on this?"
I say, "I dont know, until its done."
He says, " Well what are you doing for dinner?"
I said, " I dont know, you may have to feed yourself"
He says," What? Just cause I said you didn't have to cook last night......"
I said. "I haven't even thought about if Jeff, you may have to feed yourself."
"But what about my lunches for the week?"
"well why dont you make one of the things I got at the grocery store and then you will have lunches"

He stomps off and I dont hear from him for a while. I hear him thumping around the house then I realize he has been gone for a while. I get a text message with a picture of the side of a Wendy's cup that says. "Long after the sun goes down we will still be here cooking your favorites for you when you are hungry" to which he adds "Read this"

I was pissed. I had actually stopped what I was doing to make him dinner that would also provide lunches for teh rest of the week for him. I thought he was out in teh garage until I saw that his truck was gone. So there I am standing at the stove cooking a meal for him that I have no intention of eating myself....and I am being told that Wendy's is a better wife. I plan the meals.....two separate sets of meals no less because my diet requires it. I do teh shopping. I unload the groceries. I prepare the meals. I do the dishes after making the food. I portion out the leftovers into lunch size dishes for the week. I do the dishes again after he brings home his empty lunch dishes. I make sure that I know which cereal he is eating because he likes to rotate between two kinds so I need to know which one to get. Same goes for what ice cream he is eating...gotta mix those up.....dont forget I cant eat the ice cream but I always know which one i need to get to keep the rotation.

So I started send messages back and they were not kind. Then I thought, oh fuck him. I am not gonna have a text message argument over this crap. So I went back to work on my project. When he got home he acted like there was nothing wrong and came in to the room I was working on being all nice. He saw that I had moved one of the beds and asked why I hadn't waited for him to help me move it. I promptly informed him that I didn't need to wait for him for anything and I was perfectly capable of moving heavy objects. Funny cause he is way weaker than i am now that I work out a lot. He looks at me all weird and says "Are you ok?" And it was on. I let him have it with both barrels right in the face. I let him know just what I thought of his shitty little picture and his petty little text and his selfishness. I could see in his eyes he was about to flip out on me for yelling at him. it is what he does. If I get upset with him he completely flips out and goes off teh deep end as a defensive technique. He knows my response will be to immediately back down so he will calm down. Well this time I didnt care. Flip out asshole, go ahead. I think he also sensed this and knew he was on the line. Instead of fighting me or losing it, he backed down and went and took a shower and let me be. He has NEVER done that, ever. I am done done done letting him have his way and keeping my mouth shut to avoid conflict. If we had fought more honestly in teh past we might not be where we are right now. I was quite proud of myself for standing up for myself.

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