…A drunken husband!
No contact with him yesterday after our “MF” assault. I went back to my friend’s house and we sat around and bitched for a while. She is coming off of a breakup (lucky SOB). We decided to take a drive and go eat at a little Italian place about an hour south of us. As soon as we got in the car, he called me once. After we got to the restaurant, he called a couple more times, then once we were in the car heading home, I got the onslaught of calls and even a couple text messages.
I picked up once and asked him what he wanted; cigarettes. I ignored him the rest of the night. Just before I went to bed, he sent another message asking me to take him to school the next morning.
So, this morning I woke up and sent him a text message just asking if he was up. No response until I was just about to leave for work; he called. Of course he wanted cigarettes. Not a “Happy Birthday” for his wife. Just me, me, me…I want cigarettes! I think I said “Fuck you” and hung up on him and ever since, he’s been ignoring ME.
I feel like a complete fool for believing that things could be different. I was really excited to go home and possibly see a change in him. I believed him when he told me that he was sorry. I did.
So today is my birthday and I probably won’t even see my husband, let alone have a normal conversation with him, and certainly no birthday card. It really makes me feel like shit.
You know, it’s times like that that make a person wish she had two cell phones – one for the sane and one for the drunk husband, so the one for the drunk husband could just be turned off when he’s being an ass.
I hope you ended up having a wonderful birthday despite his boorish, selfish behavior, and that you did something nice for yourself.