My frustration with P came to a head this weekend. We were going out to do some errands. First of all I had to wait until he was ready, which ended up being very late in the afternoon, 4:30. No matter how many times I’ve stated that my high energy is in the morning. Next he made himself coffee before we left, no offer to me. I understand that I am perfectly capable of making my own. The point being is that one of my favorite things to do is to stop at Dunkin Donuts. Being it was so late in the day I had hoped he would have suggested that. Well you know what they say,not to expect things, because you will always be disappointed.
I needed to go to Dollar Tree for some cards, and while there I like to look at what they have. It amazes me what they sell for a dollar. Now everything in Dollar Tree is actually 1.25, still a bargain. I also wanted to go to Home Goods to pick up a small gift for a 70th birthday party for our neighbor, and to look around. I love Home Goods! He was going to get his cold cuts while I was there so he wouldn’t be up my ass while I look at everything.
It was such a warm beautiful day, I wanted to stay out and do something. He wanted to get take out and go home. I haven’t been out of the house except for volunteering at the garden and food shopping since the time we went to N. Carolina. I got mad and said that I was tired of being the one that plans anything fun for us. Any concert, play, party, its me. He has never planned anything for us to have fun at.
The next thing I did was bring up a woman who had a crush on him over 15 years ago and still calls once in awhile. My phone is in his name, so I get her calls. I think she called the other day and hung up. I was pissed because this time I was going to tell her to please take him, I would have given her his phone #. By the way she is a roaring alcoholic, whom he never had any intention of going out with. She didn’t fit his plan, to be dependent on him for benefits. She would have left him in a second and taken him for all he’s worth. She’d never last 15 years with no sex!
Anyway. I said all of this, being very mean. As usual, he says nothing, no questions, no getting pissed off and lashing back at me. NOTHING! Everything I said was just ignored. No he is not a saint, he is a machine! No emotion, none!