The promises of our husbands
One thing that I have learned (the hard way) is that the promises of our husbands mean very little. Tonight as we were discussing plans for a little idiot (SD 19.5) to move out when she graduates in the spring next year, BI began to balk, just as you all said he would. You were right ladies. What he said and what he really planned were two completely different things. I brought up the fact that little idiot might have to have a roommate if she couldn't afford rent on her own with an Associates degree.
well ... you would've thought that I suggested she live underneath a bridge with the homeless people. God for bid precious Poopsie have to share a living space. Now it has become that we will help her get a good job, which to be honest I have no idea what that means or if it's feasible with an associates in criminal justice.
So we got into it again. And I told him that I'm doing my own thing from now on living my life on my terms. His only response was that that would potentially do damage to our relationship. To this I screamed at him that he never thought about the damage his daughter would do to our marriage so why should I care?
im sure there will be an update soon...