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 My husband moved his dresser. Because at the angle it was if you looked through his window you could see it. Of course you cant look through his window because he has his curtains clipped and tacked so there isnt the smallest gap. But because I called him out on replacing me with porn he thinks I peek through his window. I dont. But seems it would be easier either way to just not or at least be honest about it. He chooses neither. But I mentioned it and he lied. Then he got all mad on text when I asked why and denived it. I wasn't mad - -just said it was odd to me. But he started dropping F bombs and 'petty shit' 'petty drama' blah blah. Then he said he'd move it back so I could spy through his window. So i said ah...theres the truth that was so hard to get. Then he said he didn't 'intentionally' move it and told me to get a life. Did you just change your story lol...I asked. And did he 'accidentally' move it? He didn't answer - he called me a drama queen. Told me to fuck off. Told me to do something and said I took a bitch pill. When I responded calmly and logically just saying I asked a straightforward question he said he never moved the fukn dresser and that im so fukn petty. I only said he changed his story which was weird. Then he said hed spy through the window cuz he's sure I'm lying 'too'. Then he texted again cuz he didn't like that he used the word 'too'. A little slip. That idea is funny so I told him my curtains arent clipped, my tv is visible and in fact you could poke your head in my window with no screen lol. I also told him attacking me doesnt change what hes done or that he's not willing to put in the work to regain my trust. As if I didnt already know that.Then he said we had a great weekend ruined by my petty bitching. Which is interesting. The only thing about the weekend is that we had sex twice. We didn't do anything special. He talked endlessly about himself, his job and his truck and parts. He was unable to stay hard one night and didn't cum because he can't with me. And round two he got hard but still didn't cum. Both nights almost 2 hours of trying. We were interrupted by the phone - but only after already going at it for a couple hours. He also insulted me at the store saying I never help pu groceries in. Actually  i do and in this instance I said sorry IN ADVANCE as I tried to get a pizza order in. Then he insulted me. Disrespected me at least. Guess we have different concepts of good. Oh wait it was good for him because it was all about his ego all weekend. No connection. But I get it. No worries. No cares. No more questions. No answers. So I ended it and went to the only type of convo he wants . The weather. Said it’s windy out. Hoped it wasn’t too dusty for him. When he got home I had his dinner ready - I mean he gets mad if I don’t. I told him his dinner was ready and  in the microwave. No reply. He went to heat it and again I said nicely “you shouldn’t have to heat too long just a little since I just got it done”. No reply. Asked if he was told why they sent him a junk hoe. Got a mumbled no. Silence. Said one word. “Thanks”. (For dinner). Then he went to his room and hasn’t been out since. Fine. I can do that. Honestly the silent treatment is better than being yelled at and called names. So I guess it’s gonna be a two way street we stand in.