I keep hearing crickets chirping...... Anyone out there??
this evening, my H came home to take S to practice, and he and S started talking about the seashell plant hanger my sister gave me, which I hung on the porch. As they were leaving my H leaned out the car window to say to me that it matched the tin statue in the side yard that my sister also gave me, and that all it neede was a trailer in the yard, that it was real classy. I called back to him that it was nice he thought so well of me. See, he told ow one time that she always looked so classy, but one time I asked him if he thought I was classy, and he said no, I was more of a tough girl, with a hard edge. He doesn't know I know what he said to ow, so I couldn't say anything about that, but for him to be sarcastic this evening and say that really burns me up. Of course, I wear classic clothing, and love tailored styles, and always have my makeup and hair done well, so to say I am not classy, I think, is just a way for him to insult me.
Well, maybe I am a tough girl with a tough edge, but I am not trailer trash, like he was implying with that smart a&& crack he made. I had the same middle class upbringing he had, but different from him, I had an abusive stepfather, and was sent away from home as a teenager, but I always kept my morals intact, and tried to make the best of whatever situation I was in. He has tried to insult me repeatedly by saying I have a knack for survival, and that is why I don't want him to leave me. Well, heck yes, I do have a knack for survival, I had to, so he can kiss my butt. But, I do love him, I believe in the sanctity of marriage, and my vows, so just surviving is not everything.
so, thanks for reading this, and if anyone gets anything out of what I write, then good, I needed to vent on here, so I won't throw something at him when they get home after while, even though I feel like doing just that. If I didn't have to feed them when they get back, I would disappear for a long walk.
