I put up with it all, and spent Monday moving furniture around do that he has his chest of drawers in the living room. Apparently I was meant to get angry, slap him or shout at him, anything to justify his behaviour. The way I see it is; This is my coping mechanism, if he wants to stay here as room mates then that's fine. He has friends (as he often points out!) so he can still entertain, and I don't have to put up with them. And I have my own space to hide from them and his shite.
He actually seems miffed that I'm dealing with it so coldly, what does he expect a pat on the f**king back. Our conversations are limited to the children's needs, I ask him if he has plans (so I can go and get wrecked somewhere and make bad mistakes), guess what he's working, he has a 21st at work he has to go to. 'Always there' seems to mean little.
Wednesday night appears he rolls in at 7 after saying he'd be back at 5ish to arrange a scrappy for the car. Not my place to query any more. He brings with him Girl 2. I'm polite and civil, then I hear them discussing where he and Girl 1 go for brunch after dropping Girl 2 at college. Ohh fancy, working their way around restaurants together for weeks now. Classy.
Yeah my blood boils, I'm really tempted to go for that slap now! Instead I settle the kids down and shout I'll be back in 10 minutes, and bolt. I cry all the way to the pub and down 2 drinks very swiftly. While marching back up the road it dawns on my I don't need to hurry, he's always 2-12 hours later than he says. So I hit up a shop for some spirits in a can, nasty stuff, but I can feel the buzz. Perhaps not the sanest idea, I dawdle home with a chip on my shoulder and a whole f**k you attitude.
Yup a mistake, because the first think he asks is where I've been. Oops I'm not as happy camper, so tempted to call him a stalker, but he has a 'friend' in. So I go for the safe option of 'just out'. Not enough information in that one because he feels the need to ask whats going on out there tonight. I pettily snap that in this (small minded, bigoted etc etc) town nothing ever happens, and I also remind him over my shoulder. 'You don't get to ask me that anymore. If I don't get to know where you are then where I am is none of your business.'
Drinking is so bad for honesty. He leaves very shortly after, I think I embarrassed him and his friend (Sorry?!). He does call out that he'll be back soon and I'm a cow for replying yup sure you will. Seriously? Like I've not heard those lies before!
Sadly I don't think I care when/ if he comes back. However he did promise our youngest he would attend a coffee morning tomorrow, that should be interesting!
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