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I am a miserable mess.......trying not to cry at work

BeatnLikeARedHeadedStepMom's picture

Only good news I've had in the last couple of weeks is that my breast biopsy was negative. Other than that, it's been a perfect storm of hurt feelings and crap I don't even know where to begin.

BF started working Sat & Sun and will continue for the next 8 weeks. Everything is now on me, as far as grocery, running herd on Karl & Minion, etc. That he now has to work on Sundays, which was the one day a week we had off together was a crushing blow.

Then I went to log onto the computer, and he has 2 accounts on there now - one that is his and a "free" one. His is password protected, which was not discussed and must have been set up over the past week. This coming a month after I got on the computer one Sat while he was at work, and his Dashboard popped up with passwords for sites like "AsianBrides". I texted him at work, we fought all day about how he thinks I don't trust him, I've broken a cardinal rule by not trusting him and why was I snooping? A) I wasn't snooping - it popped up; Dirol why would you keep passwords to sites you don't use; and C) get rid of the passwords if you're not using any longer.

Then I was super-excited about making salmon for Karl - the kid is super-picky and complains about everything. He asked me to make it, so I did. It was a normal (or what I thought was normal) salmon with the skin on. Karl refuses to eat it after he finds out about the skin. I scrape the skin off - he still refuses to eat it.

BF gets home from work and I told him that I had made salmon for dinner. I didn't mention that Karl refused to eat it. All I heard when he came into the bedroom, where I was, to change clothes was "Why did you put soy sauce on salmon?" Next thing I know, there's a Pizza Hut pizza receipt on the counter (I hung out in the bedroom until it was time for me to go to bed). No discussion - salmon still in the fridge.

I am so incredibly hurt by all of this. I feel so left out of the entire family dynamic. I am making an effort here - and it just continues to blow up in my face. I don't get it.

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HappilySelfish679's picture

Whose kids are they ? If not yours , then tell the BF the " Asian Brides " can make dinner for his kids , you are busy apartment hunting !

TwoOfUs's picture

Yep. I'm an excellent cook (cater professionally) and salmon with skin on is common. Also...if you've ever eaten any kind of "teriyaki" glazed salmon, you've had salmon with soy sauce on it. This is also a fairly common / popular recipe...

TwoOfUs's picture

Yep. I'm an excellent cook (cater professionally) and salmon with skin on is common. Also...if you've ever eaten any kind of "teriyaki" glazed salmon, you've had salmon with soy sauce on it. This is also a fairly common / popular recipe...

Notmomtomple's picture

I don't care if someone makes me roast moose nose AND/OR if I know they're a terrible cook. I wouldn't order a pizza in their home after they've made me a meal. I know that I am VERY hard nosed about this. This is my issue. I do not tolerate picky eating, or refusing to eat something that someone has cooked for people, PERIOD. Unless it's an allergy or an animal rights thing, you eat the food that has been prepared for you. Especially if it has been prepared by your request. She made this special for the kid because they wanted salmon. Unacceptable. Even my clueless DH knows better than to order pizza for his girls just because I made something that they don't like.

WTF...REALLY's picture

It's very common to put soy sauce on salmon. haven't you ever heard of miso glazed salmon or soy sauce glazed salmon. Ginger garlic soy sauce salmon. It's rather fantastic. And since the guy is into Asian brides, he better get used to soy sauce being put on all kinds of things.

Cover1W's picture

You are making we want more salmon. I made some on Friday (I'd eat it 3x a week if I could)...and I prefer it WITH THE SKIN! Horrors!

It keeps the moisture in, sears all lovely to the pan, and the meat just peels right off when cooked perfectly.

Yes, I've made a soy sauce glaze before too...although I prefer just salt/pepper/dill.

Salmon, yams, and some brocolini = heavenly dinner.

SD12 likes salmon ("fish" is a food she will eat), SD9 is getting better. She ate 2 fork fulls on Friday, more than she's ever eaten so she'll be ok with it very soon from experience. Of course, I cooked this for only DP and myself, not knowing SD9 hadn't eaten (SD12 had)...so my "no cooking for SDs" was not adhered to fully on Friday...darn it. But it was delicious.

WTF...REALLY's picture

I would be gone. There's no reason to stay with a guy like that. Life is too short, move on to something better. And by the way, your salmon sounded delicious.

Notmomtomple's picture

For the longest time my DH (even before we were married) and I had Thursdays together. It was just how the schedule worked out. Then BM randomly decided to change the schedule (of course no one thought to pull me in on the convo, that would just be too considerate). We were to have the skids on Thursday. I was PISSED to say the least. I had built my schedule around that day so that we could have one evening a week together. I made that evening sacred to me.

What I realized later is that I had never communicated that to my DH. He now knows that we are to maintain one evening a week without skids so that we can chose together what we would like to do. If something comes up (unrelated to skids) than we check with each other first. If BM wants to switch nights and "our" night is at stake, he'd better make every effort to communicate with me before committing (like asking me if another day will work for us) or make every effort to retain "our" day.

In our case I really think that he just didn't see it the same way, and until I communicated how important it was for me, he just didn't realize it.

robin333's picture

I only prepare salmon with a soy sauce marinade (have tried others and DH loves this above all others), with the skin. Might be a regional thing?

It's your DH that disrespected you by ordering a pizza. Here, the rule is to try it. If you don't like it, you are welcome to fix something else.

Your DH and cheating? All I can say is listen to your gut/intuition. Women are too quick to dismiss. If you think something is going on, it probably is. Investigate further if you really want to know. And if you don't, look at why you don't.

Tuff Noogies's picture

beatn - plz dont take this the wrong way, but are you by chance hormonal? i'm not being mean or facetious, just curious. i do totally understand where you are coming from, and especially when it's not one thing but several, it makes you just want to sit in the corner and sob like a little lost child.

i used to get this way ALL the time. my poor sis would say she felt like she had to walk on eggshells, never knowing what was going to set me off. it was hormone issues that caused it. i still have my overly-sensitive days, but not nearly as bad as i used to be.

throw in excessive worry about your biopsy (congrats, btw!!) and probably u've not been getting quality sleep. nasty combination.

sounds like you need a break. seriously. can you take yourself to a hotel for a few days? that would be ideal. but regardless, you need some serious focus on yourself, and also to figure out what u're feeling in regards to dh's other possible activities. please take some me-time somehow, someway.

Sootica's picture

His spawn his responsibility.Repeat after me "not my monkey not my circus!". Maybe if DH spent more time looking after you rather than dumping them in you he wouldn't have time to be looking for an Asian bride or any other bride for that matter!

WTF...REALLY's picture

My point is it's a fabulous way to cook salmon.

And no way in my house with it fly for somebody to order pizza after I worked hard making a meal. It's just simply profoundly Rude. My husband cooks dinner sometimes, and he is not a good cook. But I eat it because it's not only the nice thing to do, but we don't believe in wasting food. Plus I have no desire to hurt his feelings to that degree over something as simple as a meal.