Wednesday

Wednesday! Know what that means right? Nabal is drunk. The kids are out of school, my boy a graduate. Thank The Lord! A prime example of where the hate comes from: Our girl was making dinner, Nabal came in and moved everything off the stove. He made food then tried to force feed everyone from a spoon. It wasn't the first time we'd had the dish, but he went on like it was. Our girl had 2 of her girlfriends over to hang out. When they left Nabal asked her, "Why are all these people always over here?" He did this to our boy also. Subtle, his way of isolation, without actually saying, "No friends." He has done this to all of us, and I hate him for it. He asked me if he should shower tonight. A grown man he is at 48. He was filthy from work. I worked construction for many years. Never once did I come home and not shower. I told him he probably should. Why do I have to tell a man to shower? He approached he, "Smell me!" Really?!? I told him I was not his mother and he very pointedly says, "But you are my wife." Never heard love, honor and smell. I added that he was not 5. He replied, as he walked away, "I'm 3." He went to his room and didn't come back out. I'm betting he passed out.