A copy of the second email I never got a chance to send. Mainly because I got into 'my' car the day before my birthday for the brief 3 hours he could spare me to find Girl 1's cigarette packets strewn across my side, and he'd forgot his wallet so I was expected to pay for my Birthday lunch at the classy McDonald's. Oh yeah and he threw a huff because I mentioned my sister was a twisted S.O.B, so rallied the car home. Not a single red light appeared for me to jump out the car in anger, very disappointing. Then he laughed in my face at my anger so I retaliated with the points in here:
Well my last email obviously missed the point. Took longer to dawn on me than it should of, you were merely placating me.
You informed me that one of our current main problems is that I don't know where you are, well I suppose its a problem. That's not to say I enjoy the condescending way you tell me where you are going and how long you'll be. I'll be back for 11 pm, well done, you were back from your date night.
I'm going to collect the car I won't be long, bet you had a giggle at that one! I know you were likely up all night, and probable grabbed a kip somewhere else, but seven hours isn't traditional considered not long.
Taking Girl 2 to college, very kind and generous of you, how long does it take to drive to Motherwell again?
For the record you did say it was Girl 1 you took to the hospital, that's why I queried you and said I though she ran so I assumed she'd have trainers. The message you sent me said nothing about Girl 2 going a run with you, just Girl 1. Plus I didn't see Girl 2 and you mentioned nothing about her when you came back, just Girl 1.
I'm glad you feel comfortable with someone else driving our car, I don't. However it has been pointed out to me that I'm petty, so I'll let that pass. Though if she can't afford to buy her own cinema tickets how can she afford to reimburse you if something happens to the car.
I know I'm stale and dull, but playing scrabble and talking all night sounds like you aren't quite hitting the high notes of life. In fact it sounds like you're in a steady dull stale relationship. But that isn't how it really is, you can make time for your new friends. Lunches, dinners, activities all safe in the knowledge that this dumb stupid stale fat cow will be waiting for you when your ready to go home and play partner.
I mentioned the bills in the last email, but I don't think you're as concerned, despite your convincing statement that you would pay the car bills and the provident. I know you only work 4 nights a week and often the money is lower than you would like, and your petrol costs seem to have sky rocketed with your social life. But as an adult I would have thought that even paying something would be better than nothing. I do understand though that you've got more important things to spend your money on.
A massive point I have, which seems to have been washed over, is the fact that you are hanging around with two girls pretty much half your age. They are seen leaving the house at all hours, and apparently enjoy running in underwear and filling your car with their stuff.
How would you feel if I started spending all my time with a young man who wanders around half naked? Or disappeared for long drives with him, or lied to you about where I was and what I was doing?
Oh wait I know this one, "Not my friends" or perhaps you'd try the "not him" route. The point of not shitting on your own doorstep is that it doesn't get trekked back to your own house.
Thanks for taking that stuff down to the cupboard, you didn't specify which Wednesday. Thanks for returning the broken DS, I know W***** is so far out of your way. Thanks for looking at our Daughter's laptop. Thanks for scrapping the car. Thanks for helping me with the shopping. Thanks for doing the school run. Thanks for making dinner once in a blue moon.
Thanks for continually making me feel like shite. Too fat, too boring, crap at sex, crap at shopping.
Tell me is there anything you actually respect me for, or am I just a convenient child minder and laundry mat, with the added bonus of being capable of paying endless bills with no money.
You are hurting me and destroying this relationship.
EDIT:
You announced yesterday in a weary tone that I had you to myself all day tomorrow, to spend time together and do stuff. Sadly I actually got excited. I was desperate to show I wasn't boring so I checked the weather, no go for outside activities. Remember this is 2 days before my birthday so I thought you wanted to do something different as a treat. I found a few things online a Mackintosh church in Glasgow, a aerial walkway in East Kilbride shopping centre even a tour of the Tennents factory, not my cup of tea, but a day out and something different.
You told me you had to take Girl 2 to college in the morning, and you had to go out from 2pm til about 4. So in reality I had you for 4 hours, because i doubt you'd be back for 4. I mean you'd have to collect Girl 2, then spend the evening with them, because your time keeping is shocking.
None of them interested you, and the aerial walkway was't my kind of thing. When I pointed out that I wasn't jumping so it would be fine, you didn't even reply. I went to the effort to be exciting and do something, which you complain I never do, and all I got was a blank wall.
So I write this waiting for you to get back and wondering what you expect to do for 4 hours. Obviously I'm not getting much of a say in the matter. perhaps fix the phone for our son's birthday, or seeing as its a Wednesday take the stuff to the cupboard, or scrap the car. Or just ignore me, then complain we never do anything? Or perhaps sex, whoopee, now how to I ask if you need tested without making this divide bigger?
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