We were going along great the other evening, meeting up with new people together, hanging out without the kids. But I’m nervous about him. Always watching to see if he’s still ” flowing” well or not. I’d already gotten the “don’t look people in the eye comment,” so I knew his insecuritues were alive and well.
I learned a new rule that night, don’t break away from the pack. Only problem that presents is, what do you do when it’s time to go home? Not promising.
Anyway, I’m enjoying our new company and we are bar hopping downtown together, but husband has to grab some food. Here is that moment, the trap: walking along with about seven other people he says “why don’t you go, I gotta grab a pizza.” I knew it when I saw it, but thought maybe he’s grown up and lost his doubts. I’m like “ok, but we don’t know where we are ending up.” Then “said” guy with us offers to let us know, so husband says “let’s go grab a bite and then meet” I’m like ” OK.” So I go with husband.
Pretty normal conversation, right? Sounds like it went well….
As everyone else walks away I look longingly as they go, knowing my fate of “catching up” with them is minimal. The scenario already laid. Cool ass new friends fade into distance and husband silently and ferverantly walks next to me, eventually saying, ” I can’t believe you would even THINK of going on with them!”
Great, here we go. I say “What? You offered?!”
Then, he continiues to ferverently walk ahead and away from me, pissed. I slow and decide to stop. I’m not chasing, that! Seriously? WTH? I’m in like three and a half inch heels and your being an ass!
The rest of the night deteriorated, with him coming back, leaving me, coming back, making demands I follow and walking away, over and over. I’m left in the middle of downtown Austin, being manipulated and fucked with! Ya, Um,…No. I finally said, “I’m going to that coffee shop, I’ll be inside. I want to go home.” More games, more accusations, me waiting for rationality to enter his head or possibly me find a ride home. I declare, “say what you mean, and mean what you say.”
About said new friends, I made a horrible first impression not showing back up, and feel terrible for that. They were really nice and cool, and now I look like the flaky jerk. Thank you so much Anthony, your little man tantrum topped off the night well, and was super helpful.
That’s what a marriage can do kids, choose wisely!