Tom comes home today....2:30pm.
He called last night.....says he's coming home with a new attitude and he's going over his list.
Says I have questions to answer.
I say HE has questions to answer....or rather, what changes is he willing to make.
I wonder if he filled out the sheets in his paper notebook where I made headings? Things like what he likes/dislikes about himself etc....
Yes, I know that I'm not perfect, but I'm pretty darn close ROFLMAO!!! I harp on him when he's had a drink - I wouldn't if it didn't affect him so and maybe if he'd be quiet when necessary.
Why does it make me react that way?
Because he gets weird? Unrational. Loud. Obnoxious. I'll video tape the next incident and replay it for him to show him how stupid he acts.
He's 56......you wouldn't think we'd need them.
He is one that craves a pat on the back, a "thank you", or "good job" often. Guess I take for granted that the things he does is normal and shouldn't have to be "rewarded" - but I know it is nice to hear.
Especially when dinner is cooked when I get home (rare).
Anyway, mixed feelings.
It's been quiet......no stress other than getting up and getting the girlie to school then figuring out a way to get her home then to school. Since I work so far away it's not feasible to run home. It's been nice having Mom pick her up and meet me 1/2 way when I needed it.
Sleeping alone? Used to bother me. Actually I hate sleeping alone. But this time, it's been cake.
He asked if I had missed him a little.....I said "yeah, a little".
It's been quiet..........oh so quiet.