Mr H's need to control me and my life, even from a distance, drives me insane, and this week I have rebelled! Me, a 58 year old rebel! Get in!!
We have wanted a chest of drawers for our landing for ages, have trawled antiques shops etc, but last week I found the perfect one on eBay and just a few (25) miles away, and for a good price. Mr H, of course, was not convinced, although he liked the picture, he had to try and find the negative.
Him "is it the right size"?
Me "well yes because I have measured"
Him " what if it is rubbish"?
Me " well the seller says he accepts returns, so no problem"
I have taken the opportunity of Mr H being away this week, and have put in an offer for the chest, won it and told Mr H on the phone.
He immediately tried , as he always does, to take control.
Him " that's great, (although with the caveat "I hope it's ok") we'll go and pick it up on Friday"
Me " the vendor is away Friday so I'm picking it up tomorrow afternoon"
Him (panic rising as he realises he hast lost control) " you will need to go through the town centre"
Me " yes, but I have satnav, and I've done it several times before"
Him " it will be getting dark"
Me " I have been driving for 30 odd years, if I can't drive in the dark, I don't deserve to have a licence."
He is panicking, he isn't able to control me, he likes the idea that I am in the house when he is away, where he knows where I am, not wandering the countryside, ebaying! he has sent me countless texts about possible roadworks, diversions, suggestions, do I want to wait a week to pick it up until he can come with me? No I bloody well don't, I will do it myself, rebel that I am!!
Hannah x
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