Monday

I find that what has happened affects what does happen. My limits are smaller and less is more. My husband is 'working' on our marriage but what he really needs to work in is himself. Hes being supportive, patient and loving but there are cracks in the facade. One particular day he was sweet, romantic, and loving...he built up all day with promises of what he would do to me, and for me, that night. I was excited and "feeling" it -not always easy these days. When we finally made it to bed I crawled in ready to receive the lavish promises...and my husband screamed at me that i was stealing all the blanket ! I defended myself saying I didn't get in to take the blanket and pushed the blanket off me and onto him...which made him angry and he rolled over onto his back saying I killed the mood and that I was a “fucking lazy bitch” I stroked him in the chest for several minutes but with no return affection or touch I stopped soon enough...at which point he asked me to 'suck on his cock'. So much for promises...and no I didnt...because of the lead in not because I dont. Most of the time if I refuse to suck his cock will result in him calling me bitch. Last night we were both heading to bed when again he asked for sme to "do" him. No touch. No kindness. When i said no he decided to watch "working girls in bed" though he lied and said it was life on top...my replacement. This is a day in my marriage....not a day in my life. and its decidedly just plain dumb.