My husband is in a mood. I realized he was accusing me of taking his pens, which is ridiculous and then he compounded my irritation by implying I was eating the "good" cherries. I was actually picking out the more ripe ones so they wouldn't spoil. Talk about wrong speech. This is kindergarten stuff. Whatever his problem is, it isn't me. He has a lot of passive aggressive impulses when he becomes anxious. I usually don't engage, but this morning I pointed out I didn't appreciate being the excuse for whatever problem is bothering him. Then when I was getting dressed, he said he'd walk the dogs if I didn't want to. I'd said nothing about not being willing to walk the dogs, so he was picking a fight.
My solution is to get out of the way and take a time out myself, until my real husband returns. So I believe I'll find errands to do and keep myself away today. And he can work on getting his anxiety under control. He's not really fit right now for company.
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