I woke up wondering how to manage the fact that I was pretty sure H didn't know (or care) it's my birthday, but then I'd like to model better for the boys. So I went through potential options in my mind to figure out which ones looked passive aggressive, which ones really were passive aggressive, and should I say something and he feels bad or pursued or should I say nothing and blah blah blah. Instead what happened was I walked in the kitchen to find S12 and H and I threw my arms out and sang "It's my birthday, happy birthday!" S12 goes "It's your birthday?" and I said yeah, and my parents are coming over at 5 for dinner and then I have a meet up to go to. H said "OK."
So the stress of trying to figure out what to say or do was short-lived.
I had a great day tubing with my sister and her friends and S12 yesterday. We left at 8am and got home at 9pm.
I feel mad that my H, who's known me for over 20 years, doesn't recognize my birthday, after all the gifts I've bought and cakes I've baked and dinners I've planned for him. And all the times he's spent time with his friend and friend's girlfriend to celebrate their birthdays properly.
In the sitch we're in, where he's planning all the many details of separating his life from mine, it's hardly the time to teach or tell him how I feel about it. Surely he knows he's being kind of a jerk. I know he's worked very hard to not give me any expectations that we might R.
Adinva 51, S20, S18 M24 total 6/15/11-12/1/12 From IDLY to H moving out 9/15/15-3/7/17 From negotiating SA to final D at age 50 5/8/17-now: New relationship with an old friend __ Happiness is a warm puppy.
