...and SD16 is not even here yet.

A couple blogs ago, I talked about DH and SD16 making plans (without talking to me) to go to a market on Saturday. I told him to have a good time. I neither have the interest, time, or money to go. I got major crap about not wanting to spend 'family time' with sd16 (well, DUH!). I told him that if it was supposed to be family time then I should have been involved in the initial conversation. I wasn't upset about it, in fact he SHOULD be spending time with her alone, but no, I'm the evil witch that doesn't want to go.

So now he's being all passive aggressive on me because he really has no arguement about spending time with SD16 alone. The last few days have been oh so pleasant...

1. Texted me at work (he's at home) 'There's no more pop in the house.' I responded back, 'ok'. When I got home he asked if I picked any up on the way home. No, I didn't. He was upset that I didn't take 5 minutes to stop somewhere on the way home and pick some up for him. I pointed out that we live within WALKING DISTANCE of a variety store and that if he drink all the pop, then he can stop playing video games for a few minutes and get some. Silence.

2. Upset that I left my watch on the bathroom vanity. It's where I leave it everynight and then put it back on every morning. He said he was 'tired of me leaving stuff laying around'. I told him when he puts his birthday present away that has been sitting on the dining room floor since NOVEMBER. I will consider finding a less intrusive place for my watch that is not in the house 11-15 hours a day. Silence.

3. Moped around the house wondering out loud how he was going to find the money for gas to take SD16 to the market on saturday. Not even buying lunch, GAS TO GET THERE. I told him that if he had no money to do it, they shouldn't be going. Silence.

He's mad that I'm not giving in or financing this unneccisary expence. Not feeling an ounce of guilt.