Post by partiallysunny on Feb 3, 2014 7:38:16 GMT -5
I got a lot done this weekend. Not what I should have gotten done (because my Christmas decorations are still up and my car is still a mess) but I made some progress in the guest bedroom.
And while caulking a window, I couldn't help but think about the cliche "you think life's tough now, wait until you're an adult".
I came to the.conclusion that while it's true there is more responsibility as an adult, I would much rather have the problems I have now then the problems I had as a child/teenager/young adult.
Post by partiallysunny on Feb 3, 2014 7:43:17 GMT -5
captainmel H was not sold on the kitty straight jacket, but does agree his kitty needs something. Can you recommend any of the cat anxiety treats or plug-ins that are on the market?
Weekend was a lot of nothing again. Saturday night we went out with my parents and a few friends to see H's uncle's band. They are a cover band, but pretty darn good and entertaining.
I have been working overtime the last several months, and today is no exception. I make it into work only to see that at 6:41 I received a text stating the office would be opening at 10. Well, when the text was sent, I was either cleaning my car off or already on my way. Thankfully, I have access to the building even if no one else is in. CFO was actually here when I got here.
I really didn't do much this weekend. Well, I went to an engagement party on Friday and a Superbowl party on Sunday, but in between I didn't do much of anything. So now I have to do laundry and run the dishwasher when I get home from work.
I can also feel pain in my shins. Stupid shin splints starting to return after only 3 days of walking & jogging.
Post by partiallysunny on Feb 3, 2014 10:09:08 GMT -5
I got irrationally angry at the grocery store on Saturday. Someone judged me. Normally I brush that sort of thing off, but for some reason I couldn't get over this one.
Post by pinkplasticdoll on Feb 3, 2014 10:16:02 GMT -5
I didnt do much except go to yoga, the gym,grocery store and watch movies. i made pizza dough with success so that was the the highlight of my weekend. I wish I would have gone and done more but its was gloomy all weekend and I knew everywhere would be packed with people so staying in just sounded better than fighting my way through stores.
My weekend was pretty good. Friday H and I celebrated Chinese New Year with a dragon show and duck. It was so good. Saturday I printed invitations and cut them down for my BIL. That night I went to my neighbors for dinner, an impromtu dance party and a movie. It was fun. Sunday I got to meet my new nephew. I am a first time Aunt.
I got irrationally angry at the grocery store on Saturday. Someone judged me. Normally I brush that sort of thing off, but for some reason I couldn't get over this one.
What happened? Who do I need to shank?
I had to work all weekend. I took a break on Saturday to go to lunch with my mom and my sister, to update them on where things are (told them I met with a lawyer). Sunday I worked, then I watched the super bowl.
H tried to get in my pants verrrry early on Sunday (like woke me up at 3 am). I told him to knock it off. I may have cried a little... not from being sad. This morning he said we need to find time to be more passionate. OMFG. Luckily, AF showed up this morning... a week early. That'll give me 6 days of complete disinterest.
I can borrow the rest of the retainer. I just need to get through my therapy appointment tomorrow at noon.
I'm sorry @chirp. Stbx asked me why we never got naked in front of each other any more and that's what led to our conversation.
Is he still in full on denial mode?
I had a dream Saturday night that stbx and I were about to have sex. I woke up before anything happened, but I was all "WTMF?", the only thing I am chalking it up to is that I am hard up--because, I am.
I'm sorry @chirp. Stbx asked me why we never got naked in front of each other any more and that's what led to our conversation.
Is he still in full on denial mode?
I had a dream Saturday night that stbx and I were about to have sex. I woke up before anything happened, but I was all "WTMF?", the only thing I am chalking it up to is that I am hard up--because, I am.
Yep. He's still texting my mom too. He asked her today if she was really at lunch with me on Saturday.
He went through the cell phone bill today too apparently. He texted me every number that came from or went to my phone asking who they are.
Oh my. Is there any chance you can start sleeping somewhere else in the house? Make some clear boundaries with him in that regard? I don't know how you don't go off the rails and ream his ass daily.
Post by partiallysunny on Feb 3, 2014 12:44:29 GMT -5
Chirp your stories remind me of how my dad treats my mom. When he get's out of the denial stage, he's going to get desperate. Please, please don't understimate him.
And onto something frivolous: my son spilled milk at the grocery store. It was an accident. H and I were debating dish soap and not paying attention to him needing help. Once the spill was made, we got what we needed and as we were leaving the aisle, a woman shouted at our backs "your not even going to put anything around it?"
First of all, I have every intention of telling someone who works there about the spill and apoligizing for the mess. Second of all, what the hell would I do? I've worked in retail. No one who works here wants me to do anything to it. They want me to tell someone before it get's tracked all over the store. And what the fuck would I "put around it". You want me to make a barrier out of papertowels?
I'm getting all heated about it again, lol. I said nothing to the woman, but I was really pissed off that some stranger would judge like that. Also, there was none of those "spill kits" around (sometimes stores have those papertowels and foldable caution signs on poles, but there was none of those around. We did look!).
partiallysunny, we tried the feliway plug ins and they didn't do anything. They were super expensive too. River is on a perscription anti anxiety too which seems to help a bit but his thundershirt is seriously magic. I thought it was completely stupid and I was so sure River would hate it but it is the only thing that calms him down. It works pretty much instantly when he starts running laps around the house and peeing at every stopping point. I would seriously reccomend the thundershirt.
My weekend was nice. I had an awesome day on Saturday. My mom and brother came up and we had lunch and went to a bookstore and went shopping. My little brother bought mens size 13 shoes and I can't handle how giant he has become. I'm still taller but not by much.
I had work yesterday but Boyfriend did laundry all day so I folded all of it when I got home. Gold star to Boyfriend.
Chirp your stories remind me of how my dad treats my mom. When he get's out of the denial stage, he's going to get desperate. Please, please don't understimate him.
And onto something frivolous: my son spilled milk at the grocery store. It was an accident. H and I were debating dish soap and not paying attention to him needing help. Once the spill was made, we got what we needed and as we were leaving the aisle, a woman shouted at our backs "your not even going to put anything around it?"
First of all, I have every intention of telling someone who works there about the spill and apoligizing for the mess. Second of all, what the hell would I do? I've worked in retail. No one who works here wants me to do anything to it. They want me to tell someone before it get's tracked all over the store. And what the fuck would I "put around it". You want me to make a barrier out of papertowels?
I'm getting all heated about it again, lol. I said nothing to the woman, but I was really pissed off that some stranger would judge like that. Also, there was none of those "spill kits" around (sometimes stores have those papertowels and foldable caution signs on poles, but there was none of those around. We did look!).
That woman is a turd.
And yes, I need to get sleeping arrangements worked out. That's part of my appointment tomorrow. Me sleeping on the couch is going to be a violent shove out of denial for him. I feel like I need to check with someone before I do that. I really have no idea what I'm doing. I just know that I'm done and I want out. And H is coming unglued. Obviously.
And no, I'm not understimating him. I see the level of denial he's in right now. Shit's gonna hit the fan when he snaps back to reality.
Chirp here's hoping you get a plan worked out. I'm just worried for you and I'm glad you're thinking about safety as well.
Yep, I have my eyes wide open. Except right now since I just had an eye appointment and they dilated my eyes on a day where we got 8 inches of snow. EVERYTHING IS WHITE!!!
I ended up spilling a little bit to a mutual friend last night. He had been trying to get ahold of one of us for a few days and neither of us were answering so I finally responded to him. Friend asked if everything was ok and I said "meh". I didn't tell him everything, but he knows that things aren't going well... he doesn't know that I have a foot out the door.
Friend kept saying shit like "but what about [H]? he's not as strong as you are" and "make sure you kick his ass so he can fix whatever the problems are" and "but [H] will never find anyone like you ever again" .
I was pretty heated last night, but I didn't say anything. Why the hell do I have to stay just because H won't find anyone as cool as me again. I'm not happy. I'm out. End of story. He has to work out his own issues.
ETA: I forgot my personal favorite comment... "you're such a good mommy for staying in the marriage, that's putting [DS]s needs ahead of your own".
Does this friend know about your H's mental illness Chirp? I kind of want to nutpunch him. Why is it your job to kick H's arse into fixing his problems?
Does this friend know about your H's mental illness Chirp? I kind of want to nutpunch him. Why is it your job to kick H's arse into fixing his problems?
Yeah, he knows about it. I wanted to nut punch him last night too.
And really, if I'm so awesome that he'll never find another woman like me, maybe he should have treated me accordingly instead of rolling me through the mud every day for the last 3 years.