Ohhhh man oh man... he was driving a truck over the road for the last 3 years. I had my schedule at home and he had his on the road. Now he is back, which is great BUT he is driving me up the wall.
I get home from vacation and first thing my kitchen rugs are gone and he puts down bathroom rugs?? WHAT the hell? Where are my rugs? One he says he put in the washer and it still looked dirty. NO... you have to vacuum it first to get the mostly dog hair off and then wash it and hang to dry. Nope, it’s gone. My other rug he says he didn’t see one when he got home. WHAT? It was there when I left I suppose someone broke in and stoled it.
He leaves the shower curtain open so then the liner gets that mold on it. I swear I have used the same liner for a year with no issues and 3 days he is back and it looks like there is a year of mold on it already.
Plus he moves the adjusted shower head to the slow moving water... ugggg.
He follows me everywhere and asks the dumbest things. DD leftovers in the fridge. He asks me if he should throw it away. As I said before it’s not my food, I don’t mess with it and gets into a conversation about her food. I DON’T Know!!!
I go upstairs and he is on my heels...
I swear if we are not divorced by the end of the year it will be amazing.
Oh yeah his hourly complaints on my crafting stuff better end soon.
And NO your “birthday” gift as you call it, sorry I don’t like. It’s a new lawn/camping type chair. All cameo. 20 plus years of marriage and you still don’t get that cameo is not my thing. I said what if I bought the exact same chair in pink and flowers how would you feel? Of course smarty pants says he would have loved it.
I know I sound bitchy .... I got to get used to our new normal!!