So after his big blow up last night, he got out the whisky again (oh god no, not another man I've driven to drink!
) and a cigar and sat in the yard for like an hour, brooding I assume.
When he came back in, stinking of booze and cigars, I went to him in the office and asked if he wanted to watch this movie with me about brazil. H just grunted. I said 'are you just going to grunt at me from now on?' He nodded yes. OK then, I said.
About an hour later he was still sitting staring at his computer screen, and i went over put my hand on his shoulder and kissed the back of his neck and said 'don't worry, we'll fix it.' He mumbled "oh i don't think so'. GREAT 
So I said 'listen, I've been in therapy for over 2 years to deal with all the problems I had with you, so you can at least do me the courtesy of seeing a therapist before you start talking about divorce'. and I left the room. He went to bed later, and I went about 1am but he was snoring so I went back in the lounge and slept on the couch.
This morning he had that same mood about him, I was hoping that he would have mellowed out some, but clearly not, so no I'm just waiting for our 1.30 appointment with the psych. More later, I guess.
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