I'm hoping to make this short, but I need to put down some history before I actually get to the venting. Bear with me!!!
I've been married for 24 or something years and I've been dreadfully fed up with the marriage for the last, I don't know, maybe 10 years.
So, here's the venting.
We have a bed that his deceased parents left us from 1986!
Plus, the years that they had the bed......don't know!!!
The bed is completely and totally shot. It sags on the sides, it sinks in the middle and it has killed my back (which I've had two surgeries on) to the point of me buying a futon with TWO mattress and now sleep in the family room.
I have slept there for the past, four/five years!! And let me tell you, four/five years of no.........ya' know!! Doesn't bother me a bit, because quite frankly, don't care too much for it!!
Now, my dear, adorable, great to get along with (there is A LOT of sarcasism in that statement), husband has back pain, so he says to me, "I'm going to have to buy a new bed."
Oh Lord, take away all the sharp objects or I may just have to kill this man.
Go buy a new bed. Put it in your new apartment. Visit your friendly neighborhood divorce lawyer and don't waste another 10 years choosing to stay in a dreadful marriage!
Then find someone that you will enjoy your new mattress with!
Ya' I thought it was pretty crusty myself. But, I've "put up" with so much from this man that I'm kind of numb. But that comment about HE having to buy a new bed just hit me comically. I've gotten to the point where I hear him either with his sarcastic remarks, his arrogant remarks, his mean remarks and now I just laugh. It drives him crazy.
My "plan" is to use this year to get myself into a healthier lifestyle and a healthier weight and then I'm hitting the road. Enough is enough.