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So. Dh and I have had this problem. Where he works all week during the day, comes home and falls asleep on the couch ASAP. Then he brings his friend home friday night, parties all night friday, spends Saturday morning in bed, the goes and does what he pleases Saturday afternoon till early Sunday morning, then sleeps until about 11am and then wants to go over to his mom's for the rest of the day.
Obviously, not okay. I never see him, his kids never see him, and yes, we go to his mom's with him abotu every other time.But that consists of him sitting in front of the football game, while I chase two toddlers around a house that is not childproofed, has many breakables, and is inhabited by his SFIL, who doesn't like small children. Yippee skippee.
We've been fighting about this since August. Seriously. And he keeps telling me that THIS weekend will be different. And it never is.
So there is the background.
Dh was gone all week at school. Like out of town gone, b/c of the drive he stays at a motel(at the expense of the union) So, silly me, believing him again, I was waiting for him to get home from school this evening. And he shows up. With his friend.
Clearly this weekend is not going to be any different.
In fact, right now, he is sitting at his mother's bar.
His excuse is that he won't have work over the holiday, and so will be able to be home then.
I pointed out, (and I was very careful not to be emotional, or angry, just matter-of-fact) that other times he's had off for a week or so, he's managed to either not be home or to be out in his garage the whole time.
His excuse for that was that he doesn't get to be out in his garage when he's working. Well, you don't spend time with us either, when you're working.
He then stood there and goes, "I can't believe you're getting mad. I haven't even done anything yet, and you're getting mad and pissy already."
And I, again, very calmly, no theatrics/drama/tears, said, "This weekend has already started off the same as the last 4months. So I don't believe you when you say this time it will be different. I'm not mad about you not being around, yet, I just honestly don't believe you. You haven't followed through before. I will believe it when I see it."
And he got a disgusted look on his face and walked out the door.
I'm proud that I didn't break down, and that I controlled my behaviour. Even though I can't control what kind of crap he pulls, I can control my reaction, and I will NOT give him any justification/satisfaction for pulling that shit.
I admit it does bother me a little bit, because I'm truly not angry at this point. And to me, it feels like I've taken another step towards leaving him, by giving up the hope that he will actually change his behaviour. By accepting that it's not likely to happen in this lifetime.
So. Dh and I have had this problem. Where he works all week during the day, comes home and falls asleep on the couch ASAP. Then he brings his friend home friday night, parties all night friday, spends Saturday morning in bed, the goes and does what he pleases Saturday afternoon till early Sunday morning, then sleeps until about 11am and then wants to go over to his mom's for the rest of the day.
Obviously, not okay. I never see him, his kids never see him, and yes, we go to his mom's with him abotu every other time.But that consists of him sitting in front of the football game, while I chase two toddlers around a house that is not childproofed, has many breakables, and is inhabited by his SFIL, who doesn't like small children. Yippee skippee.
We've been fighting about this since August. Seriously. And he keeps telling me that THIS weekend will be different. And it never is.
So there is the background.
Dh was gone all week at school. Like out of town gone, b/c of the drive he stays at a motel(at the expense of the union) So, silly me, believing him again, I was waiting for him to get home from school this evening. And he shows up. With his friend.
Clearly this weekend is not going to be any different.
In fact, right now, he is sitting at his mother's bar.
His excuse is that he won't have work over the holiday, and so will be able to be home then.
I pointed out, (and I was very careful not to be emotional, or angry, just matter-of-fact) that other times he's had off for a week or so, he's managed to either not be home or to be out in his garage the whole time.
His excuse for that was that he doesn't get to be out in his garage when he's working. Well, you don't spend time with us either, when you're working.
He then stood there and goes, "I can't believe you're getting mad. I haven't even done anything yet, and you're getting mad and pissy already."
And I, again, very calmly, no theatrics/drama/tears, said, "This weekend has already started off the same as the last 4months. So I don't believe you when you say this time it will be different. I'm not mad about you not being around, yet, I just honestly don't believe you. You haven't followed through before. I will believe it when I see it."
And he got a disgusted look on his face and walked out the door.
I'm proud that I didn't break down, and that I controlled my behaviour. Even though I can't control what kind of crap he pulls, I can control my reaction, and I will NOT give him any justification/satisfaction for pulling that shit.
I admit it does bother me a little bit, because I'm truly not angry at this point. And to me, it feels like I've taken another step towards leaving him, by giving up the hope that he will actually change his behaviour. By accepting that it's not likely to happen in this lifetime.