Thanks- I needed that. I try to be more loving. Quite frankly lately it's been hard. He does nice stuff yes. Then he does crappy stuff- and a lot of it. It's hard to focus on the good, when there is so much crappy stuff.
Like he was cleaning out the 2nd garage when I got home from work on Sat. His stuff was all nice and neat- my stuff was all piled high in the corners. I asked where the box of glass platters and bowls was- he said there wasn't one. I replied nicely that yes there was and it was in the box that was right here (and pointed). He replied that it was there somewhere. Then I asked where my box was that had my bulletin boards in it. He said he'd look for it. I replied that that wasn't the point. He said Sox, what can I help you find. I replied again that that wasn't the point and I no longer wanted anything and then I walked away. He followed me and asked what I wanted him to find- I replied Nothing- I wanted to be able to get what I needed when I needed it without having to move 50 other thingst to get it- and he had made that impossible. He said he'd help me find it. I replied that he still didn't get it.
We've gone through this for 10 years. We've gone through this 3 times in the past 3 months. He took my stuff that was neatly organized and put it in such a way that I can no longer get to anything, let alone find anything. He has my stuff stacked 8 feet high (I'm 5'2"). The point is (and I've told him this) he had no consideration for my things or the way in which I had them organized. And in doing so, he made my life more difficult.
There really is no positive atmosphere.
When life gives you lemons, trade them for limes and break out the tequila!!-- Soxfan2007
7/1/05 Bomb 7/20/05 H moves out 2.5 years of Rollercoaster 10/30/07 H moves back home
