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JLCecilia
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While DH and I were getting gifts ready Christmas Eve, he saw me stuff his into his stocking and said he thought we weren’t doing gifts for ea. other. I wasn’t surprised, in 8 years, the man hasn’t given gifts for Mother’s Day, birthdays, anniversaries. So, he stayed up after I went to bed and drafted a letter. At least he tried, but it was aweful. And it only compounded the heartache I had from him spending every spare moment w/ his friend from out of state instead of with me. Including Christmas Eve. He’d already been to a movie and dinner the night before, and spent the afternoon w/ him when he got off work. I was grateful that he at least came home to attend Children’s Mass and eat with us, but I was so bummed that he went out on Christmas Eve with his friend, I just sent the kids to bed and passed out on the couch. And then he had the nerves to makes move on me - denied! Not when I didn’t get to bed till after midnight and got up at 530 to a mountain of dirty dishes (now THAT’S what he couldn’ve done for me - a clean kitchen!). He was up for all of 30 minutes and most of the gift opening occurred while he was outside on his smoke break. Then he went back to bed till it was time to get ready for HIS family’s Christmas (when I say HIS familiy, I don’t mean me and the kids).
So, back to the letter. Bottom line? Spend whatever you like, I want you to treat yourself: massage, shopping. Umm, has he not heard me lament about money lately? Plus, I don’t need him to give me permission to do what I already do: take care of myself. I’ve had people tell me before that if opening a physical gift is so important to you, buy it and wrap it yourself, but I just can’t.
So I wrote him a letter back. I wanted to ask him to start coming to mass with us, I wanted to ask him to start helping me in the evenings with dishes and lunch prep. But then I thought, those things would only serve ME. Then I thought of this: institute a family game night w/ me. Instead of me going and getting my hair done (which I’d LOVE to right now), let’s go to the store and let everyone pick out their own game. This would (I hope) serve EVERYONE in our family and help with the QT that is so lacking right now.
I’m hopeful that he’ll give a positive response.
I want so badly to throw that note away: he wrote in the language that we spoke when we were 18 that now makes me cringe. If a guy talked to me that way NOW, he’d get blown off. Trying to move past it.
So, back to the letter. Bottom line? Spend whatever you like, I want you to treat yourself: massage, shopping. Umm, has he not heard me lament about money lately? Plus, I don’t need him to give me permission to do what I already do: take care of myself. I’ve had people tell me before that if opening a physical gift is so important to you, buy it and wrap it yourself, but I just can’t.
So I wrote him a letter back. I wanted to ask him to start coming to mass with us, I wanted to ask him to start helping me in the evenings with dishes and lunch prep. But then I thought, those things would only serve ME. Then I thought of this: institute a family game night w/ me. Instead of me going and getting my hair done (which I’d LOVE to right now), let’s go to the store and let everyone pick out their own game. This would (I hope) serve EVERYONE in our family and help with the QT that is so lacking right now.
I’m hopeful that he’ll give a positive response.
I want so badly to throw that note away: he wrote in the language that we spoke when we were 18 that now makes me cringe. If a guy talked to me that way NOW, he’d get blown off. Trying to move past it.