Not sure where to start, Part 2

[wishing, hoping]

Last night when I got home I did a great job on acting "as if" and with my 180s. He had let D have candy which gave her a tummy ache, but I said nothing. He left the kids backpacks and papers all over the table, but I didn't sweat it. I was just happy to see my kids and the dog. : )

After dinner, took the laundry upstairs to fold it (two loads worth so I needed lots of room). Took my time, was whistling and singing as I did. After a while H got nosy and came upstairs in the guise of "checking on the toilets" that he cleaned. Yeah right, he wondered what I was up to. I finished those loads and went downstairs to get the next load out of the dryer. He asked if I was finished upstairs and I said nope. Still have more.

I think it is very odd how the "happier" I am (or if I am the woman only a fool would leave) the more miserable and angry H seems to be. If I am down and upset, he acts like he doesn't have a care in the world.

So last night at 10:45 as I am coming to bed H asks if I want to go over the paperwork he printed out. I said no, I am tired and I am going to sleep. He says okay. So then he starts snoring LOUDLY in my ear. I nudge him and he says "I'm sorry. If I do that again, just let me know." I said, "How about I put a pillow over your face and hold it there until you stop?" He laughed. I didn't.

He tried to barrage me again this morning with questions about the paperwork. I pretended to be asleep and not hear him and just kept a smile on my face. Nice to know that the more loving and wonderful I am the more ticked off he gets.

I just can't win.