mirror mirror on the wall, who has the weirdest husband of them all?
yep, that would be me.
when he got here, the kids ran out to see him, and i grabbed my purse to head out. he immediately started in on me about a smudge on D3s face...um, dude, relax, its not life or death. kind of made me realize he was in a mood, though.
I went boot shopping (success! at least with a pair for jeans...not exactly what I wanted, but close enough). got home right as he was finishing up putting them to bed, so I went up and kissed the kids then headed back downstairs.
H immediately started in. not yelling, just weird. He wanted to know where his coffee pot was. um, I put it away in a cabinet. he wanted to know why I did. well, buddy, first off, I don't drink coffee, and its just sitting out here. also put the blender away, since I haven't used it in a long time. he then said he didn't know if I was just being dramatic. lol.
to be fair, the first time I kicked him out, I did put his coffee pot down in the basement. I didn't want any reminder of the man at all. but this time, I had just left it sitting there. and sitting there. and sitting there. I needed some space on that counter for something the other day so pulled it down and tucked it away. no biggie.
I did smile a little at the dramatic statement, and told him it was safe, that I didn't destroy it or treat it meanly in any way. (yeah, I can be a little snarky at times. sue me). I was just about to ask if he wanted to take it with him when my sister called. he immediately checked the caller id...thinking its some guy, I'm guessing. but at least the call chased him out of the house.
anyway, that's that. seriously, what a weird guy.
Not much else going on tonight. hope everyone is good. I don't see him again until saturday.
M-41 H-38 M-10 years, T-14 years Bomb-PA 3/19/07 Separated-6/7/07 Piecing/h back home 5/08 S-6 S-4 D-4
"Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is that little voice at the end of the day that says, 'I'll try again tomorrow.'"
