My little guy shoveled the driveway last night, Granted it was a dusting, but enough to cover the driveway. I was so proud of him and he was very proud of himself. He's my little helper. Oh, he also helped me vacuum and dust earlier in the day. I rearranged my living room yesterday.
Tonight I didn't do the dishes, I watched TV, I relaxed and it felt good!
He called, I answered. He didn't say anything right away. Then said yeah hi, is that money in your account yet? I said no. H said when did you check. I said yesterday. I then said I'd check, it wasn't there. H said okay, good bye. I said bye. He's waiting for the tax money...I don't think he should get all of it..not at this point.
End of call.
Did he ask about his S? No he didn't. He was only concerned with himself, MR.#1.
He is sooo far in the tunnel, he must be half way to China by now.
I cannot imagine living like that.
You, on the other hand are doing so well with all of this. I am so glad that you have reached a point of calm. Wonderful that you are talking to S as well.
I give you applause for even answering the phone. Don't think I would have been able to do that.
I'm calm, but my H scares me. I do not want to see him or talk to him, again. I wish he would go away.
I wish I didn't even have a phone at my desk. I mean how dare he even call me!! How dare he call and act like nothing had happened, and then ask about $$! Shows where his head is at, up his A**. This is turning into a nightmare. I truly feel like I'm in a dream that I can't wake up from.
H's stuff is still at our house, H disappears Saturday night, when I know he wasn't "planning" on leaving that night. He flipped out.
Cathy, Just a quick comment. Scimmed through the last few posts. Our H's could be twins! There's a scary thought. The anger , the running, etc. Girl, I've been here for years. I think I'm just starting to get the DBimg down and he is just starting to stick his head out of the tunnel. It doesn't last long.
The spending is scary. I separated money 4 years ago. It has come to gradual end. He is about out of money. That was the crux of his ranting 2 weeks ago. I have some, he doesn't. No, I'm not sharing. He views that as controlling. I am busy making house payments ahead of time, and taking care of a tax mess he made.
Like you, I hope the end is near.
When you can't make a decision because you are torn between your heart and your head, listen to the half with the brain.
It was almost two years ago that H told me the truth, the whole story about this situation. That his parents never supported him and that he really wasn't very smart in high school "stupid" and didn't know any better. I said "people would have helped you" and he said he didn't know that, his parents didn't have a clue either. Up until then he never told me what happened. "If" he would have taken the scholarship I'm sure his life/job would have been different. When he told me he was very distressed, he'd had a few to drink by then and by the end of the night he was blasted!
