I realised today that barely husband is testing me. Why and what for, I have no idea.
Yesterday, he texted me if he could spend the night here because he would be on a training course halfway to ‘our’ house. I said fine. He’s stayed before, always in the downstairs guest bedroom.
When I got home, with the Taco Bell dinner Raven had asked me to get, he was spread out on the couch, hadn’t fed or walked ‘his’ dog. Fine. I ate, because I was starving, then did my duties.
This morning, he took Raven to Drama school, not before she checked she was going to come back home because she hadn’t packed yet. When he came back, he was talking nonstop about wanting Turkish food. He wanted us to go. He talked about it all morning.
About 20 minutes before the time we were meant to pick Raven up, he asked me to pack her clothes because he was going to get her and go back to his. Excuse me? I didn’t say goodbye to her because she was coming back home. I told him that and and got a face that asked ‘what’s wrong?’ and the comment ‘You can say goodbye to her through WhatsApp.’ When asked about lunch, he told me we hadn’t agreed to anything.
Instead of arguing, I went to her bedroom and packed her a bag. I dropped it in front of him without saying a word. He looked offended. He asked me many times if I was angry or upset. To each of them, I replied ‘ No,’ and put on a (fake) smile.
By the time he was supposed to leave, he was playing an online game and couldn’t stop. He asked me to pick her up so I could say ‘goodbye.’ I just went. She knew there was something wrong straight away. I told her and apologised. She asked me to never hide anything from her.
When we got home, he asked me a million more times if I was angry. To each and every one of them, I said ‘No’ and smiled.
He asked her to get changed. Basically it took the same time as if she had come home to pack.
To top it off, when they were leaving, he asked if I wanted to have lunch with them. I said that I was going shopping instead.
I did go shopping. I spent on things I wanted. On things my daughter needed and wanted. It felt great! Retail therapy at its best!
I’m not sure what he expects to achieve from this, but he wants me to lose my temper. I will not give him the pleasure.
If he wants an argument to get some ‘angry sex’, like a friend suggested, he’s not getting it from me. I don’t work like that and his tactics baffle me.
Well, his tactics to improve our relationship always baffled me too. Go figure!