Tonight when my husband got home the first thing he said “where did you end up going today?” in a lightly suspicious tone. “I took ourdaughters permission slip in to her”. Then I added “what- you chalk mark my tires?!”. A bit snide a bit joking. He melted down. Told me he didn’t like that snide fucking remark. I admitted it was a smart comment. But he got angry and yelled at me for about a minute. I told him I don’t make a scene about him being snide. Later - same evening. He tells me he wish I’d make a sandwich for his lunch once in awhile - even “out of the goodness of your heart- oh maybe that’s why you don’t”. My reply: “ oh that was a snide remark wasn’t it?” Then I said maybe I should get all mad oh no I won’t have a meltdown oh cuz it’s not that big a deal. I chucked lightly on my merry way. He being the hypocrite he is of course got mad because no matter which side of it he’s on it’s always my fault eh? What’s good for the goose isn’t good for the gander in his warped view
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