After spending a huge portion of last week increasingly frustrated with husband, he was strangely very helpful this weekend. This is the annual horse and pony rides to raise money for our riding club. husband has a standing history of not doing much at it, either. While the rest of us log 10-20 miles A DAY leading children around on a horse, husband spends it as a huge social event...he might cook in the dutch oven, but that's about it. This year, however, about 1pm, he actually started walking horses, helping take money, getting drinks for other walkers, etc. He actually worked. And I just found out why. I came into work this morning and a co-worker, who loves horses and kids and always volunteers to help, asked if husband had said anything to me about her, which he had not. Apparently, she made a comment to a friend that it was really sad to see Cgfg out there walking her little tail off with her father no where to be seen. husband had been off having fun riding someone's mule most of the morning, but at the moment she said that, he was sitting behind her, talking to the mule's owner (an elderly gentleman who isn't capable of walking, but who was sitting at the table taking money and wiping out helmets - still helping). Shortly after, she said husband got up and went and got a horse and started walking riders. What makes it even better is that later that evening, we were sitting around a campfire, and brother-in-law took off with the boys to go to the bar, leaving sister-in-law with 3 year old neice (and they are trying to have another one) behind at the campfire, while the rest of the town partied. When it was down to just me, husband, and sister in law, she let loose about brother in law taking off and leaving her stuck to take care of feeding and watering AND chasing the kid while he's out partying it up. She also complained about several judgement calls...several things very similar to hat I have said to husband this week, also (like not keeping track of Wee or even worse, just telling him he can take off and run during a festival where 45,000 people descend on this little town - I can't let him "watch" Wee anymore during this fesitval for that reason)... husband tried to take off on Sunday, but when we got buried with riders and were trying to swap tired horses in and out, then sister in law and I were doing our dangedest to keep track of Wee and Neice but couldn't because they kept taking off, I called husband and asked him to at least come and wrangle kids and help swap horses, etc, he came right back and not so much as a complaint. husband spent the weekend being very helpful. I had no idea why, but maybe having heard it from a relative stranger, then hearing the same comments from sister in law, will sink in a bit. I can hope, anyway.