Monday Blues
Yesterday started out great and went downhill from there. I did a solo in church (from the Messiah) and probably sang the best I’ve ever done. My DH even came and I recieved lots of compiments. Then we had planned on going to Sears to get something my DH had said he wanted as a gift this year. I wanted him with me as it is an automobile thing and I wanted to make sure i got the right thing. Well, when we dashed into the house after church, there was a phone message for Rachel. The phone book delivery people wanted her to finish her route by 2 pm, and Rachel was in Rochester making a vocal cd. So Len and I decided to finish up her route. Well, that was a bad decision. The route was longer than I assumed and by an hour into it my DH was yelling at me and I was upset - Rachel finally joined us - but by then he was out of control and drove off in a huff. He is still pouting and not speaking to either of us. What a baby! I tried writing him a note, telling him I was sorry our plans were ruined, and that in 20/20 hind site we should have left the delivery up to Rachel, but he is still all pouty. Does anyone else have a DH that behaves this way? It’s alsmost like the Len I love disappears for a while - he goes off and pouts in his “cave” until the thunder clouds suddenly lift. I hate it. In the 30 years we’ve been married I’ve learned that there is really nothing I can do until he snaps out of it, but, like I said…it’s the pits. His father used to act this way - so intellectually I know where it comes from - but hell. Grow up!
Diet and exercise-wise the weekend went fine. I’m maintaining.
Hopefully things will be better tomorrow.
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Um, let’s see. Yay (about the solo and singing so well) and yes, my good old saint of a dh does this sort of thing too, sometimes. I call it his “otherwise” streak.
Hope your Tuesday is better! Hope mine is too!
Rubes
Well, I can’t say that my present DH has ever behaved like that, and my former DH was much worse, so you’re somewhere in the middle. My advice? Ignore him until he behaves more pleasantly. No notes, no “what’s wrongs?”, no acknowledgement whatsoever. Just go about your business. When he gives in and is ready to converse again, don’t even give him the satisfaction of letting on that it bothered you. Carry on like you didn’t even notice he was sulking. Men are such kids. Just don’t buy into their dramas, and they’ll give up when they realize nobody gives a hoot.