He is on the warpath this morning.
Already up and working at 5:30 a.m., I came down at 7. Pleasant good mornings exchanged and I let the dog out.
All of a sudden, he is in here with the San Deigo thing again. How he is going to get a bad rating and he needs to decide what to do. Then from there it went to me telling him the kids need him (which I honestly dont recall saying - I dont feel that way so why would I - I have even asked the kids what they would thinkif he worked in a far-off city - the middle one said she wouldnt care and the youngest said it would be like when he is on a trip). Then to how I dont go to his counselor and I started marriage counseling but didnt go after once (which is not true). Then he accused my mom of telling me to drop him. (She is the one telling me to hold on as long as possible.)
While he is on his conference call, I have to think of a way to turn it around on him. Let him explain and talk. He's telling me that his counselor cant believe we are still talking about the car debacle. Yet we arent. Every so often he comes in with a story from her that curls my hair. Then he has to go and correct what he told her and comes back with something else.
