I said in my last post that Mr H had predicted a "grim weekend" as he had toothache; well, dear reader, he was right. He has moaned incessantly all weekend and has driven me almost insane with his whingeing, despite taking as many painkillers as possible, which he has of course, done noisily, particularly in the middle of the night, with no consideration for disturbing my sleep. His melodramatic clutching of his jaw and moaning is presumably meant to bring out my caring, sympathetic side, it doesn't, it irritates me beyond words, and reinforces my belief that he is quite pathetic. His latest ploy is a countdown till his dental appointment; " it'll be all sorted in 36 hours"....."in 24 hours and 10 minutes I'll be at the dentist" etc etc. after the third countdown I went and sat in the greenhouse!
To add to the miserable scenario, we had a guest on Saturday night, Mr H's only friend, who hasn't been to see us for 4 years, although Mr H sees him a couple of times a month when he's working away; he's a single man in his mid 50's who I think also has undiagnosed Aspergers, presumably that's why they are friends. He's a pleasant enough chap, but like most AS men, he likes things to be his own way, can't cope with change and has to have his little rituals, one of which was a very convoluted route to get here because he didn't want to drive through any town centres that he didn't know. Consequently a 2.5 hour journey took him nearly 4 hours - I'm not sure he'll come again!
So I had the delightful experience of a Saturday night with 2 AS men, thank heaven the dog is NT, at least we were reasonably well balanced - 2 AS men, 2 NT females! I played the social game for a while, cooked a meal for them, ate with them, made social chit chat, and then let them commune over their love of the TV, while I caught up on Facebook.
Said friend departed at 7.30 this morning, eager to get home to his safe haven as quickly as possible. Mr H resumed his tooth whingeing, I did usual chores, stripped washed and remade guest bed, bit of gardening, etc etc. Mr H didn't do a lot because he "didn't want to kick his toothache off" .
He's gone to bed now, he and his toothache! Dog and I are enjoying the peace.
Hannah x
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