New to DB

[hopefulinga]

Tonight has not gone so well for me emotionally. I got emotional watching something about an Olympic boxer. Right after that H came home all excited because his new motorcycle seat came in. I knew he ordered a single seat and not the double seat that I wanted, so it already stung. I just said, Oh you bought a seat. And he crapily said, I did. Then our D came in and he was all sweet and sappy, which is totally out of character for him.

I walked away and then the tears started. I put his dinner and D's dinner out and went to the bedroom to cry and change. A little bit later, I got some dinner and went into the dining room. He said, Oh, I thought you weren't eating and that's why you weren't in here. I said no, my hips hurt (which they do) and I went to change. I sat down to eat and lost it again. Went back to the bedroom and tried to pull it together. Our D hates to see me cry.

I went back to eat and I was still crying. H asked me what was wrong. Really? Gee, I don't know. I just told him I was ok. He was about done, got up, put his stuff in the dishwasher, and came back and thanked me for cooking in a more positive voice than before.

He's gone now to put the seat on that damn motorcycle. He also mentioned to D he was going to paint it, knowing I was in earshot.

These are the times I want to give up and say why do I bother.