Well my title may date me...and you if you get the pun on the old movie line. To be fair to my image I never saw the movie but remember its popularity. So its puts me over 40 lol !
So the day after movie day me, my girl, and husband went to the grocery store.
First let me tell you how my imagination recreates this in a good marriage:
Husb "I grabbed some salsa"
Wife "We have some salsa at home"
Husb "Are you sure..I finished a jar"
Wife "Yes...we had an extra jar"
Husb "Ok"
Now...here's how it actually went in the reality of my marriage:
Husb "I grabbed salsa"
Me "We dont need it.we have some at home"
Husb "Are you sure cuz I dont think we do"
Me "Yes..we have a full extra jar"
Husb "Are you SURE?" (Irritated)
Me "YES..Im sure!" (Irritated and adamant)
Husb "You're such a fucking bitch all the time"
He then walks off and I can hear him on the next aisle call me a bitch again several times. I don't respond and we meet up again about 5 aisles later and finish our shopping. After 10 minutes of our 15 minute drive home I turn to him and ask "why did you feel it was ok to argue with me in the store but when I argued with you I'm a bitch?" His response was that I'm always a bitch, I've been a bitch, the kids think so...yada yada...turned into an entire diatribe about what a "bitch" I am...and by the way HE didn't argue at all...it was all me.(not) Whatever...I went silent. When we reached our drive I got out to open the gate...and he took off like a shot leaving me there in the dark and cold on our snowy 300+ foot driveway. I started walking and was just over halfway - he had reached the house - when he suddenly reversed...he was clipping along pretty good and as he got very close I suddenly realized he wasn't going to slow down o move over. I dived to the side as he clipped me with the rear corner of our suv nailing my hip. My daughter stated that he asked her if she could see me but there’s nothing wrong with his eyes. However it was a sequence of acts and temper that led to recklessly attacking me with a vehicle. Which completely infuriated me. When I told him it scared and hurt me he told me it was my fault for being such a fucking bitch and too stupid to get the fuck out of the way. It also led to the dirty laundry...he attempted to throw more verbal mud at me but I blocked that at every turn..and showed him for what he was by not throwing it back - for example I did not tell him the kids thought him temperamental and mean...though I'm aware my daughter doesn't respect or believe in him. He evolved into telling me he'd find a woman who was nice to him and be gone (go ahead I said!). He also told me to get a new life...well the list goes on but you get the picture. Both of us were looking up divorce lawyers on our phones. I moved myself into the spare room. I wasn't as angry over the argument as I was angry and scared for my life about the abusive bullying actions and threat to my life. Of course in our typical marital evolution he about faced..apologizing, taking responsibility, admitting wrong, begging, pleading...lets say yada yada again! The funniest and symptomatic part is the first thing he did when he got in the house was search for the salsa. and he declared I was supposed to give him credit for not tossing it and pretending he was right! We really didn't need the stinking salsa!
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