Kaffe~ I found your comment funny, but I hate to break it to you, there is no dance pad for Just Dance, I think you are thinking of that other dance game.... oh what is it called... thinking... thinking... Dance Dance Revelation, that's it!
snodderly~Thank you! I think I'm looking like I am handling the situation well on the outside, which is good for being around my toddler/teen, but on the inside the pain kills me a little more everyday. The toothbrush has DEFINITELY moved since our little chat (or should I say our I'm not gonna chat because he keeps saying the same stuff). Tuesday night it left the holder and found it's way to the side of the sink closest to the holder. This morning when I got up it found it's way back to the far end of the sink. LOL Funny, I didn't even see him yesterday, except briefly in the morning, but we didn't even speak to each other. Perhaps he was annoyed at my appearing to be happy despite him coming home at God knows what hour.
Wendy~ Isn't it funny how we can laugh and be angry at them the same time! lol I hope you had fun playing your Sing Star game, it sounds like a lot of fun too!! Sing your heart out girl!
So updates around here, I've been continuing to get a life, and ignore H's crazy shenanigans, and even when annoyed put on a happy face, I will not give him the reaction he wants, after all, the world does NOT revolve around him, as much as he would like to think it does.
For the 4th, a friend came over and I did some burgers and dogs on the grill for us, then we went to see Magic Mike, after which we discovered the amazing deliciousness of Sweet Frog yogurt!!! When she and I got back to my house we sat in the living room talking for a couple of minutes before H walked in (he had been gone since early in the morning). My friend has never met him before, she looked up smiled and said Hi. Big shocker H didn't respond, kind of half smiled and kept going. After my friend left I thought I would actually utilize the tv so I decided to watch something on Netflix. H kept coming through the area, seemed annoyed. He finally ended up downstairs. Oh poor baby had to watch tv downstairs with no AC, well why should I always be the one to do that?? That night he left at 8:45, and I have no idea what time he got home, I was in bed and asleep by 11. I must say, I found a movie on Netflix with H's name in it about an alien, it was called _______ the Alien! Hilariously appropriate, I thought! (I left the name blank since it is H's).
Yesterday in the morning I was determined H was not going to irritate me, I started humming as I went about my daily routine. Strangely, I don't know where this came from, but Christina Aguilera's song Fighter, came into my head (haven't heard that in years!!) so I started humming that. I was humming and dancing around as I passed the bathroom door where H was. Don't know what he thought, don't care.
Last night I had no desire to be stuck here in crazytown, so I decided to go see a movie solo. Never did that before, but it was a movie I really wanted to see and could only find one place still playing it, and they were only playing it last night, so I decided to go. It was Snow White and the Huntsman btw (Chris Hemsworth is hot, had to see it ) I didn't get home until 10, at which point H was already in his room (probably went to bed early, since gramps did keep a couple of late nights!)
This morning I have found he has bought an air conditioner for his room.... interesting.... guessing he was tired of me closing the doors to my room so the only cool air he would be getting would be from the AC in the kitchen. Who knows.... but we are apparently back in super overdrive spending spree mode.....
As for me, I have realized I have no more anxiety when he pulls his baby crap, or when's out late God knows where doing God knows what. I'm just sad anymore..... sad, hurt and disappointed...
