I swear, my W has the biggest set of balls I've ever seen! I think I've done pretty well tonight with my "as if" acting. Been upbeat and all that. We watched TV with the kids and put them down. Watched a little more TV. Then I went jogging for a bit. Well, before I left, she asked me where I went when I went out jogging. I said down the road a bit, why? She said she was just wondering and to be careful of the traffic. I said "why, afraid I'll jump?" Yea, I know, not funny and not good DBing. She didn't take it well, saying something like "those comments you make..." I said "what comments" she said, "you know..." I finished with "just trying to have a sense of humor about things..." So I get back, take a shower and go downstairs for a drink of water. She's outside in the garage. I can hear her on the phone laughing, it was impossible not to it was so loud. I turn from the kitchen to go up stairs and after I get up here, she yells up:
H: I feel like I'm being stalked in my own house! M: Excuse me? H: Every time I go outside I hear you milling around. M: So, I live here too. H: You know what I'm talking about. M: No, tell me please. H: Ever since you brought up the phone thing (I told her to stop leaving her phone in her car at night because it was obvious why she did it) you have acted on edge when I go outside for any reason. M: Why, should I? Are you sneaking around doing something? H: NO, look, I have some friends I am hanging out with that I have fun with. For the first time in a long time I am enjoying myself. Thats all you need to know. Because you're not involved you're on edge about it. M: Ok, but you're projecting something on me. I am merely walking in my own house. H: You know what you're doing. M: I'm not DOING anything. I'm doing my best in this situation. What more do you want from me? H: I don't know. M: Can you understand my situation here like I'm supposed to understand yours? H: We've talked about this. M: I know, so we can stop now. H: Yes.
A minute later...
M: I am truly sorry if you think I am doing that. I assure you I am not.
I left to go to the store at that point.
How f--king dare her make me feel guilty for existing in my own home! If I wanted to spy on her, it would be too easy. This is worse than I expected. Even if I do act "as if" she is still accusing me of being how she expects me to be. F that! I'm close to the big one guys. Walk me back from the edge. Please. I want SO much to call her on all this crap here and now!
