Things are moving along here. I am super busy with work and that is going well. I was recently handled a difficult project at work and my co-worker commented that it was because I was a no nonsense type of person. HAH! If she only knew the nonsense in my life at home. Thank goodness I have my world away from MLC.
Speaking of MLC, h has been very irritable. It reminds me of years ago when he was always cranky. And, of course, it's all over stupid nonsensical stuff. Today's riveting episode was over a marshmallow.
S14 has been sick the last few days. Today he feels better and as I was making breakfast s went to sneak a marshmallow and h (who has been gunning for a reason to get mad) had a tantrum that he was eating the marshmallow before breakfast. He huffed off. It was something to witness.
I ignored it. I see him looking for excuses the release pressure. And he leaves no stone unturned as a way to pick a fight.
There are differences now though. He isn't gone long. And in fact, he now returns kind of with his tail between his leg. And sometimes he even apologizes! Whoa. That is big. He does seem to recognize his ridiculousness all on his own.
The other day I bought something for s and h got mad saying we shouldn't spend money on it. (Eye roll as it's nauseating what he has spent on himself and this was a pittance in comparison.) So I said I would pay for it out of my own budget. At which point h downplayed it all, hugged son (!) and told him he was sorry.
He doesn't apologize to me; only to the kids. He wasn't capable of this awareness a year ago.
But still it is so funny to watch the ridiculousness. Yesterday, from work, I ordered s lunch as he was home sick. He was not up for cooking and he's only had homemade broth for a whole day and a 1/2. He finally had an appetite and I wanted him to rest and eat.
A few hours later, sure enough, a crazy text comes from h. He wants to know how much I spent on the lunch!!! He tells me it's a waste and he's all cranky. I swear he wants to fight. So I waited and said with tip and delivery, it was 20 bucks. And then I said, it's all he's eaten in 2 days. So, that's 20 bucks for 6 meals. Hopefully that drove home how stupid this all was.
There is still some jaw dropping weirdness. The other day h walked out of the dorm room with a hoe! He brought it into the garage, left it there and went back to his stinky room. A few hours later I saw he hoe in the garage when I was taking the trash out. An hour after that h asked me where his rake was. I said "you mean your hoe?" And he got flustered and said yeah. I told him he carried it to the garage. And he accused me of taking it out of his room (which is always locked) and hiding it on him. I burst into laughter and told him he was mad as he carried it out himself. He muttered that maybe he was going crazy.
The hoe is still in his room...
Me 41, H 47, M 15 yrs, S11, S13 BD 1: 11/4/14 we work on it; really I pretzel myself BD 2: 3/31/15 H goes down to "dorm room" 8/15: H back to MBR 10/15: H back in dorm room 1/18: H files, now divorced
