That's great stuff, but before i get into a deep discussion on schnarch and my M, first I must make a journal entry.
Ok so part of my 180's for both DB and NMMNG was to no longer allow myself to walk on egg shells, and to express what I really feel. This is because like many NG's I used to get passive aggressive, and even when I was totally nice my W could see that I wasn't being completely honest. Which would in turn make her mad.
So this morning, she makes me a nice big breakfast. It was nice, I thanked her verbally, and told her it looked delicious. She gave me the usual, "quit exaggerating and try it first". So I did, it tasted like lime dish soap. Tried to be polite, and said did you add Mrs Dash? (a seasoning she knows I do not like). She said no, you don't like it do you? What does it taste like. I told her I didn't like it, and that to be honest it tasted like soap. At this moment she had a meltdown and just started calling me names, mixed with the word ungrateful. I apologized, and tried to be honest about her cooking like she is always complaining that I don't. (she's really a wonderful cook, and hits so many home runs, that she doesn't believe I like her cooking that much). So she is always demanding I tell the truth.
Well she shows up with a squeeze bottle of mayo, I love mayo. Then proceeds to squeeze half the bottle on the eggs. I was actually going to try to eat them. She walked away angry to make my lunch, literally slamming every utensil she touched, I ate the patties, and drank the strawberry milk. Then took the eggs to throw away. By now I was angry over her inability to handle the slightest criticisms.
Turns out, she added a local spice made of dried fish. This is meant to be lightly sprinkled. First off I hate dried fish, it just has a bad taste to me. Secondly I could have stomached it if she hadn't poured what seemed to be 20 times the serving size. To make things worse, she is vegetarian, so she hadn't even tried it.
All that is irrelevant, it was the way she took it. She didn't have to get so angry, but like we have discussed before she can't control her emotions once they escalate. She ended up packing lunch and slamming the door on the master bedroom.
*update*
She just came out, she seems calm, yet a little on edge. I also just found out we are getting the day off. She told me she wants to get some things done.
I have learned not to drag things, so I will drop it. We WILL address this incident at some point today. I'm still pretty mad.
