So I just had a conversation with H. We are both listed on a joint account and when the mail comes like that I open it. H accuses me of opening his mail, he does this right after he opens an envelope with his pocketknife and points it at me and says "you haven't been opening my mail again have you." I said both of our names are on it and so I'm not opening his mail.

So we proceed to argue about it, which in looking back was stupid. He talked about it having it changed, I say that's fine, maybe too lightly and flippant, so he then says it really doesn't matter anyways does it? Well it obviously mattered to him a few minutes earlier and when I pointed that out he said I'm leaving "if you're going to be an a**h*** about it! I then said leave this house and don't come back. He says I'll come back here whenever I want to. I said not if you're going to call me names you're not. He just stopped and stared at me, like he couldn't believe I said it. I then said thank you for taking son this weekend I'm sure he had a good time. Bye.

I'm really upset, too. Upset that he said what he said, upset that he pointed his pocketknife at me, upset that I told him to leave the house. I've never told him that, but I'm tired of him calling me names. I'm not going to take it anymore.

Here I was thinking he was coming out of the fog or tunnel or cave or whatever, grow up!!!

And my peaceful weekend just turned ugly Surprise, surprise, actually it's not surprising. Luckily I'm recovering a lot quicker than I used to, this would have me awake all night, now I'm going to have some ice cream and enjoy the rest of my evening.

S3 was beat, he tromped around the woods all day with H and his brother, so he's asleep for the night.