Oh dear God, did I make it sound like I had given H this list in the present day? Definitely not! This all took place six months prior to BD, before I knew that anything was wrong with H, before I knew about the affair, before any of this had happened. I am not trying to save this marriage anymore and I have no contact with H beyond kid changeovers.
Speaking of, H just arrived for morning visitation. He parked his car on the driveway, not knowing he was parked behind my car inside the garage. I opened the door when he knocked (telling S "dad's here!) and noticed his car. I leave as soon as he arrives. We had the following exchange:
M: Can you move your car, please? H: I thought you park on the other side of the garage M: I park wherever I want these days. You might want to start parking on the street. H: No. I'm not going to do that. I'll park my car on the driveway and move it every single time if I have to. M: (laughing internally) OK. H: Where's his stroller? Is it in your car or the garage? W: In my car. You'll need to get your own stroller though. H: (stares at me for a moment then shakes his head as if he can't believe the audacity of what I said) M: You can take it today, that's fine. But you'll need to sort your own stuff out for him when you have him. H: (scoffs, presumably at how unbelievably petty and unreasonable I am)
As a sanity check for my own behaviour, I often try to imagine H retelling these exchanges to try and make himself look like the victim. Eg.
"She told me I had to park my car on the street! ON THE STREET! Who does she think she is?" "Apparently I have to buy my own stroller to put my child in when I have him. What a b!tch!"
