Yesterday morning was a good morning. DH and I shared breakfast, coffee and the paper. He started his laundry, we made a tentative menu for dinner because we were having his nephew and a friend of his kid's over later. Then he took his daughter for a haircut and shopping for something she needed. I went and got a pedicure.

I don't know what happened to DH between then and the time I got home. I pulled into our driveway, saw he was parked in my spot cleaning his car. Okay....so I back out to park in the street and be out of his way. He stands there gesturing for me to pull back in, which didn't make any sense to me. He mouthing something I can't hear because my windows are up. I decided to park in the street anyway because I knew I'd be leaving again to run some errands. So I back my car in the street figuring it's no big deal. Boy was I wrong!

I walk up the drive-way and he standing there shaking his head at me and in a high pitched shriek asked me what the hell was I doing? I explained trying to be out of his way because I only came back long enough to grab a sweater I wanted to return to the store and run some errands. He starts screeching about how I don't listen to him, that we talked about him putting new wiper blades on the cars and why did I park in the street?? I have no idea where all of the anger was from, when I tried to explain again that I wasn't staying.....he interrupted me with his shrieking again. I stopped him and asked him if something happened when he was out with his kid. He said no. I asked, then what is your problem with me? I don't think I deserve to have you shrieking at me like this, would you please bring it down a few octaves and tell me what's really wrong.

He started in again, shrieking about how I never listen, that he was clearly trying to get me to park in the driveway and we talked about him working on our cars this afternoon. I tried to explained we never had that conversation, when he interrupted me again to tell me I was wrong and being unreasonable. :?

I asked him one last time what happened in the last few hours that upset him, because I don't understand why he's so angry right now. He started with the shrieking again and I lost my patience.

I told DH he needed to calm down and figure out WTF was really wrong, because it had nothing to do with my not parking in the driveway or windshield wipers. That I was going out and hopefully by the time I got back his head would be removed from his ass.

When I got back, he wasn't speaking to me. Nice. So I had some lunch, read a book and listened to music. Every time I saw him he wouldn't look at me or speak to me. Until he wanted my help shopping for dinner. I needed a RX, so I went along for the ride. As we're walking in I said I needed to go to the pharmacy and he headed in the opposite direction. Fine, whatever.

He acted like an ass the entire time and when we got into the car I finally asked again what is really going on here? We need to work this out. He said I was acting like a bitch, yelling at him in the driveway and being uncooperative. Not doing what he asked me to do, when he was giving me clear instructions. I was floored. I turned to him and asked....so you're telling me everything going wrong is my fault? He said yes, I didn't do anything wrong....I'm right and you're wrong, you messed this all up.

F**k him.

We were halfway home and at a stop light. I opened the door, got out and walked the rest of the way. When I got home I grabbed my keys, my book, my music and left. He said we have guests here at 7pm, dinner will be waiting for you. I said don't count on my presence, I'm going for a drive and maybe something to eat but I won't be back until late.

I took a 3 hour drive through the mountains and did a lot of thinking. The only thing I could come up with that would have sparked such anger from DH was my comment in the morning (see my blog about him annoying me) telling him that his daughter is not my responsibility. He could be upset that I cut myself off from a relationship with her, with very good reason and my decision was supported by him. I don't know. All I know is we're no longer speaking, it's a three day weekend and I'm sick of this crap with him

Why is it more important to him to assign blame instead of working things out? I am so angry at him. This is exactly why I hate being married. This BS of manufacturing problems because he's too stubborn to talk about what's really bugging him.

He was out of town for a 9 days on business, and I had one of the most pleasant weeks I've had since I've lived alone. It was quiet, our house was clean, I was calm and happy. For the last three and half years our relationship has been put through the ringer with his baggage from his marriage to Uberskank and the problems we faced with his kid. I've been dealing with it day in, day out. Plans have been sidelined, weekends and time alone ruined. All because of his baggage and I'm the one getting yelled at because I failed to pull my car into the driveway. I honestly don't get it.

All I'm doing now is regretting once again my moment of stupidity that led to me getting married a second time. Happy moments for us are few and fleeting. Misery, problems, drama seem to occur on a daily basis. Is it time to end it??