Never Ending Trouble.
I thought that my trouble with girls ended when I got married eight years ago. But when my wife said ‘I just don’t feel a connection with you anymore’, I realised that there was more to come.
My wife had been away for a week’s holiday whilst I stayed home to look after our three sons and 48 hours after getting home she was out socialising until 3am whilst I looked after our sons and another child whose mother was out with my wife and then on Sunday afternoon I was looking after our three sons again, simultaneously doing lunch, homework and the laundry, whilst my wife was lying on the sofa with a hangover.
“I'm bored of this,” I said and my wife went schizo, telling me she needed a day off because I don’t do enough around the house; the kitchen floor was dirty. “Really? I don’t do enough despite having looked after our three sons whilst you were on holiday, etc, etc. Looking at it from a different perspective, why would you expect me to clean the kitchen floor whilst you’re sat by the pool or going on elephant safari?”
That’s when I called her a ‘mad, mad woman’. It was not well received but it felt good to say it.
We had a talk. My wife blames my worsening medical condition, which is disingenuous because I was diagnosed before we got married. It seems to be just an excuse; my wife has taken everything she wanted from the marriage and now has no need of me, other than paying the bills, of course.
It feels like a job dismissal, although employment legislation dictates that you should have several warnings. But it seems that I have been dismissed from marriage for the singular offence of not cleaning the kitchen floor whilst my wife was sat by the pool.
She has suggested that we carry on living together for the sake of our children. I can see that it would be the better option, in the short term at least. Moreover, it means that if I leave, the break up of our family would therefore be my fault, even though it is my wife who has ended the marriage.
‘Men may cheat, but to really screw someone over, you need a woman’s treachery - The Trouble With Girls.’
In some respects it is quite liberating. I get to make the decisions now and I don’t have to wander round the house trying not to cause an argument.
I could write a play about this. It certainly provides the ending to the sequel of the book.
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Trouble-Girls...
My wife had been away for a week’s holiday whilst I stayed home to look after our three sons and 48 hours after getting home she was out socialising until 3am whilst I looked after our sons and another child whose mother was out with my wife and then on Sunday afternoon I was looking after our three sons again, simultaneously doing lunch, homework and the laundry, whilst my wife was lying on the sofa with a hangover.
“I'm bored of this,” I said and my wife went schizo, telling me she needed a day off because I don’t do enough around the house; the kitchen floor was dirty. “Really? I don’t do enough despite having looked after our three sons whilst you were on holiday, etc, etc. Looking at it from a different perspective, why would you expect me to clean the kitchen floor whilst you’re sat by the pool or going on elephant safari?”
That’s when I called her a ‘mad, mad woman’. It was not well received but it felt good to say it.
We had a talk. My wife blames my worsening medical condition, which is disingenuous because I was diagnosed before we got married. It seems to be just an excuse; my wife has taken everything she wanted from the marriage and now has no need of me, other than paying the bills, of course.
It feels like a job dismissal, although employment legislation dictates that you should have several warnings. But it seems that I have been dismissed from marriage for the singular offence of not cleaning the kitchen floor whilst my wife was sat by the pool.
She has suggested that we carry on living together for the sake of our children. I can see that it would be the better option, in the short term at least. Moreover, it means that if I leave, the break up of our family would therefore be my fault, even though it is my wife who has ended the marriage.
‘Men may cheat, but to really screw someone over, you need a woman’s treachery - The Trouble With Girls.’
In some respects it is quite liberating. I get to make the decisions now and I don’t have to wander round the house trying not to cause an argument.
I could write a play about this. It certainly provides the ending to the sequel of the book.
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Trouble-Girls...
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Mar 22, 2013 08:13AM
Not all of us are so troublesome and toxic. But you do really ask for it when you call her 'mad'… :)
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Well I lost my cool. Besides, expecting your husband to look after three kids and clean the house whilst you're sat by the pool is a bit mad, isn't it?In fact, it's sit back on your haunches, throw back your head and howl at the moon kind of mad.
