So I cannot frikkin believe him! His shift ends at 6:15 a.m. and he can be home in like 15 minutes. So guess what? He rocks up at 7:20. I was finishing putting my makeup on and asked him how his night went. He says, "Ok." I ask, in a nice way, where he's been...work late? So he's all "I was talking." And that's that...no explaination...who, where, what...nothing.
So I am instantly h-e-a-t-e-d! i didn't say anything though...I knew I'd just blast him if I did say something. So I finished getting ready in silence with him laying in bed watching me. And I left. He was all like, "Are you mad?" as I was leaving. I said nothing, but slammed the bedroom door and went downstairs. I stomped around for a couple of minutes getting my stuff for work..muttering under my breath about damn right I'm mad, etc.
I'm mad because I scurry around like a lunatic every single day after work so I can get home to spend the 1 hour a day we get together. I really bust my a** every day so he can get his "family time." And when it comes time for him to reciprocate, he's got his fat ass plopped at work! I cannot believe him! So, because of his "talk" he and I got to spend a whopping 10 minutes together today. It's just bullsh*t!
I don't care who he was talking to...some broads at work he's friends with (the only ones who can tolerate him)...or if it was the day shift manager yakking on and on as he tends to do. The point was NORMAL PEOPLE communicate. You say, "I ate a bagel for breakfast and bought some coffe at Tim Hortons..."etc. The fact that he was talking to whomever about whatever doesn't bother me...what bothers me is the fact that he can't share with me. I feel isolated and completely cut off from him.
What made it worse was last night, I was doing laundry for him and the skids, and ironing, and cleaning, etc...and in the morning, this is the thanks I get?! He can't even talk to me like a human being? I mean seriously, who DOES THAT? Why wouldn't you say, "so and so was talking and wouldn't shut up" or "I was having a nice chat with my friend so and so..." But nothing... He's such a freak.
I probably sound like I'm overreacting, but I don't FEEL like I am. I can't understand why he does this. He's done it alot lately. "Been doing errands today" "Had things to do" But never, ever says what those things might be. But, he'll dig, pry and annoy me to find out exactly what I've been up to if I'm not completely entirely forthcoming about my whereabouts during the day. Where the hell could I possibly be????!!!! I work, pick up groceries/mail/etc and come right home--at warp speed I might add...I never get time for chatting or relaxing at all. Plus, I tell him what I did..."I bought 3 cookies, a dozen eggs and some butter. Then I picked up my mail at the post office..."
I don't think it's too much to frikkin ask who he was talking to since he decided to give up our morning for that person. And it's not that I don't trust him, I just don't want to be treated like I don't DESERVE to know.
I really hate him today. I swear to god he's going to give me a coronary