I realized that I wanted to write this blog in order to "help" someone else in this situation, but I cannot help if all I do is talk about the past......so here is today:
It is quiet in my house right now, and I am still fuming with this weekends crap. By crap I mean all the b.s. that went on, and still continues.... My husband and stepson are the main "crap" in my household. Hmmm where should I begin. My husband tends to medicate his pain with alcohol, not a little, but alot. So with that he becomes Dr Jekell, and Mr Hyde, and he can switch in seconds. So when this happens I tend to just do what I need to do, and hope that he passes out sooner than later.
This weekend, not so lucky. It started off well, and he was a "pleasant" drunk. He decided to take me and the girls to Target. I noticed that Mr Hyde was coming out when he gave the death stare to an employee for cracking a seeminly innocent joke. My husband wanted a camera, and they only had blue, and my husband keep asking, " you only have this color, no black?" and the guy was like "yeah. only blue, but I can spraypaint it black if you want". HA HA. I thought it was funny, Mr Hyde did not.
So home we went, and he drank more. Close to dinnertime he requested a specific meal from a resturant, this meal is a little on the pricey side. I ordered for him, and then decided to order a dish for myself. Mine of course was like $7, his was $13.95 per pound x 5lbs. So I go get it, bring it home, and Mr Hyde was there...... This time it was because I had ordered something for me, and who was I to spend HIS money. Really!?!?!?
It took all that I had not to poison his food.
