Mr H and I have been away for a couple of nights, and it occurs to me that we get on much better when we are away than when we are at home. We didn't go anywhere exciting, just a city in the north of England, but we both wanted to visit this city and we had a lovely time, looking round museums, looking at architecture, eating out and (best of all) shopping. I realised during the trip that Mr H was less controlling, I'm not sure why, maybe it was because he was relaxed, but also maybe because he wasn't on his home territory.
Back home, and it's back to normal. On our way home yesterday we stopped at the supermarket and bought a couple of ready meals ( a fairly rare event) but because I wasnt hungry and wanted mine later than his "normal" time of 6.30 it threw him into a panic and said I was being difficult. I'm not sure how cooking 2 microwave meals at different times is difficult be there we go. Today we had decided to go to a local pub for Sunday lunch, we go quite often, the food's good and not expensive. We had already lightheartedly discussed what we might eat, but, as so easily happens with Mr H, once we got there everything went pear shaped.
Him "what do you want to eat?"
Me " I'm not sure, either roast pork or fish and chips probably"
Him " you can't have fish and chips for Sunday dinner"
Me " well I can if I want, it's on the menu"
Him "well it seems wrong. I'm having pork"
Me " think I'll have roast beef"
Him " I thought you wanted pork"
Me "well I changed my mind"
Him " you are being deliberately awkward"
No comment from me
We ate our meal in silence, came home and I have been doing stuff in the garden while he communes with his one great love, the TV.
He astounds me sometimes, well often actually, he cannot see that his behaviour is odd or controlling, yet when his sister tries to organise for us to spend a weekend together, he complains that she is being controlling! Talk about lack of self awareness.
Hannah x
PS there are some more "ailments of the week" to tell you about but I'll save for my next post
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