DammitJanet
Well-Known Member
We start off conversations but they quickly deteriorate into these weird worlds where I am left wondering if we are even in the same room.
Example: Tonight I was watching an episode on HGTV of Love it or List it where this couple had a house renovated and they put in $100K into the reno and their house was originally worth $800K and the people said that now it was worth One Million so the reno had added $200K of value to the home.
Well Tony kept perserverating on that $200K number. He kept saying it had to be valued at $900K because the house was valued at $800K then they added $100k so it would add up to 900. I told him they brought in an appraiser who said the property now appraised at a million so the reno added the extra value.
We went over this for at least 20 minutes with him yelling at me that I was stupid, I didnt understand math, blah blah blah. I kept going back and forth and finally I yelled...how on earth can HE not understand this considering he does construction for a living! I personally think he was trying to confuse me.
Another thing. I bought turkey burgers for dinner. He came home from work and even before he knew what we were having he started telling me how his stomach had been bothering him all day. Then after he ate, he said his stomach was feeling worse. I offered pepto because I had been feeling sick since Saturday. He said No...he thinks it was the turkey burgers because he doesnt like turkey. Now...he thinks the turkey did it and the turkey hadnt been in his stomach 30 minutes!
Then today I went out to the kitchen. Like I said I hadnt felt well most of the weekend. Buck came over on Saturday and Tony made this cabbage and smoked sausage dish and I dont know if something was bad in it or if something else was wrong but almost immediately after eating that meal I got sick. Really sick. I had begged Tony to please help me out this weekend because he had a three day weekend and completely wash all the dishes/pots and pans and make sure all the trash got out. Just make sure I had a clean start to the week for today. He promised me he would. Guess what, he didnt. I went out there today and dishes Buck ate out of were sitting in cold greasy water in the sink. Sigh.
He came home and I just asked him if I hadnt asked him for help. He got all mad and said he had done dishes all weekend. I pulled the dish out that Buck had used and I had just washed and Tony claimed he had already washed it and put it away. I called him a liar. It got nasty. I told him I asked him for help over the weekend and when he promised me something, I expected him to do it, if he didnt want to, say so. Then I really told him what I was mad about...my stool. How he and Buck went to Walmart, came home talking and laughing about how they saw my stool at Walmart but didnt even think to bring it home! How Buck laughed and said that anyone who needed to sit on a stool to cook or wash dishes was just "pure T lazy". And Tony laughed too. I looked at him and asked him why he didnt buy it. Then I just cried. I said you know what it feels like to me? It feels like you expect me to do all this work but you dont want to give me the tools I need. Like you would expect someone who cant hear but expect them to be able to answer a phone.
I asked him why he didnt just get the darned stool? He said he didnt even know. He didnt think about it. Then over time he started turning it around on me making the whole stool thing my fault. See, if he had bought me the stool, I might not have liked it. I told him its a stool. I wanted a stool, any kind of stool. A stool to sit on so I dont have to stand. We looked at them online. Then he started in on how everything he ever gets me I dont like. Really? What have you ever gotten me I havent liked? Actually, how many things have you really bought me that we havent gone together to get? I actually remember two really bad blunders on his part but no more. I gave him the two I knew of and he said no...not those. He said I know one was something I saved up for your birthday or mothers day or something like that and you just said hmmm and tossed it to the side. Really...what was it. He cant remember. I dont think it happened. Trust me, he remembers everything bad I do. But yes, Tony is a horrible gift giver. I have been waiting for a certain ring for almost 8 years now and I know I will never get it because he doesnt believe in rings. I want it so badly. I wanted a mothers ring and he screwed that up so badly I threw it at him and stormed away. That was one of his two blunders.
But yeah...he has completely turned around his not buying the stool when he saw it and that being his fault for not being considerate into my fault for never liking anything he ever does.
Example: Tonight I was watching an episode on HGTV of Love it or List it where this couple had a house renovated and they put in $100K into the reno and their house was originally worth $800K and the people said that now it was worth One Million so the reno had added $200K of value to the home.
Well Tony kept perserverating on that $200K number. He kept saying it had to be valued at $900K because the house was valued at $800K then they added $100k so it would add up to 900. I told him they brought in an appraiser who said the property now appraised at a million so the reno added the extra value.
We went over this for at least 20 minutes with him yelling at me that I was stupid, I didnt understand math, blah blah blah. I kept going back and forth and finally I yelled...how on earth can HE not understand this considering he does construction for a living! I personally think he was trying to confuse me.
Another thing. I bought turkey burgers for dinner. He came home from work and even before he knew what we were having he started telling me how his stomach had been bothering him all day. Then after he ate, he said his stomach was feeling worse. I offered pepto because I had been feeling sick since Saturday. He said No...he thinks it was the turkey burgers because he doesnt like turkey. Now...he thinks the turkey did it and the turkey hadnt been in his stomach 30 minutes!
Then today I went out to the kitchen. Like I said I hadnt felt well most of the weekend. Buck came over on Saturday and Tony made this cabbage and smoked sausage dish and I dont know if something was bad in it or if something else was wrong but almost immediately after eating that meal I got sick. Really sick. I had begged Tony to please help me out this weekend because he had a three day weekend and completely wash all the dishes/pots and pans and make sure all the trash got out. Just make sure I had a clean start to the week for today. He promised me he would. Guess what, he didnt. I went out there today and dishes Buck ate out of were sitting in cold greasy water in the sink. Sigh.
He came home and I just asked him if I hadnt asked him for help. He got all mad and said he had done dishes all weekend. I pulled the dish out that Buck had used and I had just washed and Tony claimed he had already washed it and put it away. I called him a liar. It got nasty. I told him I asked him for help over the weekend and when he promised me something, I expected him to do it, if he didnt want to, say so. Then I really told him what I was mad about...my stool. How he and Buck went to Walmart, came home talking and laughing about how they saw my stool at Walmart but didnt even think to bring it home! How Buck laughed and said that anyone who needed to sit on a stool to cook or wash dishes was just "pure T lazy". And Tony laughed too. I looked at him and asked him why he didnt buy it. Then I just cried. I said you know what it feels like to me? It feels like you expect me to do all this work but you dont want to give me the tools I need. Like you would expect someone who cant hear but expect them to be able to answer a phone.
I asked him why he didnt just get the darned stool? He said he didnt even know. He didnt think about it. Then over time he started turning it around on me making the whole stool thing my fault. See, if he had bought me the stool, I might not have liked it. I told him its a stool. I wanted a stool, any kind of stool. A stool to sit on so I dont have to stand. We looked at them online. Then he started in on how everything he ever gets me I dont like. Really? What have you ever gotten me I havent liked? Actually, how many things have you really bought me that we havent gone together to get? I actually remember two really bad blunders on his part but no more. I gave him the two I knew of and he said no...not those. He said I know one was something I saved up for your birthday or mothers day or something like that and you just said hmmm and tossed it to the side. Really...what was it. He cant remember. I dont think it happened. Trust me, he remembers everything bad I do. But yes, Tony is a horrible gift giver. I have been waiting for a certain ring for almost 8 years now and I know I will never get it because he doesnt believe in rings. I want it so badly. I wanted a mothers ring and he screwed that up so badly I threw it at him and stormed away. That was one of his two blunders.
But yeah...he has completely turned around his not buying the stool when he saw it and that being his fault for not being considerate into my fault for never liking anything he ever does.