Yesterday morning the weather was lovely so Mr H and I managed to get the garden shed painted before the inevitable bank holiday rain came. But of course he had to moan about something, and yesterday it was painful knees caused, he thought after much deliberation and analysis, by standing on a ladder for a couple of minutes to paint the very high bits. Listening to him, you'd have thought he'd painted the Forth Road Bridge instead of an average garden shed.
Later in the day, I felt a bit off colour with a stomach ache, but didn't say much ( what's the point? He would try to outdo me!) and dozed in the chair, although I was aware of Mr H grumbling and moaning sporadically. The moany one took himself off to bed at 9pm, exhausted by his exertions (approximately 30 minutes painting) while I perked up and watched a programme on TV until about 10.30 then went to bed. All was well until about 1.30 when Mr H woke, and of course woke me. Now if I get up in the night I creep around so as not to disturb him, if I can't sleep I get up quietly and go downstairs so as not to disturb him. He, however seems to think that if he is awake then so should I be, and he proceeded to toss and turn, fidget about, sigh loudly and moan and groan. I lay quietly hoping he would go back to sleep but after an hour I gave up and decamped to the spare room ( oh the joy when you have no children living at home of having a spare room!) which he took as a personal insult, went all defensive and said "I can't help it" (which I will have engraved on his tombstone!), but I had a lovely few hours sleep. This morning he apologised for disturbing me (although still adamant that it wasn't his fault) but very keen to tell me that he had thought his knees were going to explode! I had a lucky escape then, if I'd stayed in bed with him I could have been hit by exploding knee debris!
He really is so very self- centred, he has no concept of how his behaviour impacts on others, and no concept of the need for some self restraint and self control.
Well rant over, another day another dollar. But wait - What was that noise I just heard? It sounded like knees exploding!
Hannah x
Hannah - just belatedly discovered your blog. It's fab. Hilarious and oh so depressingly familiar all at the same time! Being, for a change, on the other side and reading someone else's blog, I'm experiencing how helpful and good for the soul it is to read of other people's daily lives - good and bad - with an Aspergers partner.
ReplyDeleteThanks for making me smile! Hope you get a good night's sleep tonight.
Thanks Laura, i did get a good nights sleep, and I think that making ourselves and each other smile, and sharing our "depressingly familiar" experiences is probably the best way to stay sane!
ReplyDeleteYour blog inspired me to start mine, and I am finding it quite cathartic,
Hannah x