WARNING: DH RANT (and I don't mean dear)

GRR.

I love this man....but he sure as hell can infuriate me. He started a big ole' argument with me yesterday when he decided that he wasn't going to go to dinner with us. Why? Because my mom was coming as well. I had called mom to talk to her and mentioned that we were going out to the pizza shop to get dinner so the boys could play the ticket games there. She decided that she would meet us there with my step-dad. Not planned, not contrived...she just came along. It's not like it's not a public restaurant. So Josh refuses to go with us because my mom was coming. His excuse is he didn't want to be bothered; he just wanted to eat real fast and come home. Well if you don't want to be bothered with FAMILY then perhaps we shouldn't have been planning a trip to a restaurant with an arcade and ticket counter?! I mean it's not like he's gonna get home too fast while Avery is trying to play skee ball! GRR. I was so pissed off I left here without him.

Then this morning (evidently still mad at me over dinner) he left the house without waking me or even telling me good-bye. Avery didn't have school today so it wasn't like we missed, but still. Not even a good-bye. I was terribly hurt. It's like every time he does something good to try to mend our relationship, so I/we can start to heal from the past, he has to find a reason to get us fighting again. It's terribly uncomfortable for me, and not at all good for the boys. I'm quickly approaching where I was three years ago...just not caring at all. Only this time its stronger. I feel it more.

It's very sad.