January 5, 2021

Tuesday - Snowy (so much snow) and warmish


It started well, today did. F and I slept in. He got up fairly early and then went to his doctor. He came back a much happier person for a while. 


He made his mother something to eat and then we went out for lunch to his favourite fish place. It was okay for a change and we didn’t fight while we were there.


After lunch we didn’t quite know what to do, so F suggested coffee. We picked Komeda Coffee, but when we got there, the parking lot was full. I suggested going over to the hardware store nearby. I did a little tour of the shop with F but we didn’t buy anything, although we looked at a few things. 


We went over to Komeda Coffee and were able to get a place to park. We went in and had a cake set each. It was nice and relaxing. We talked a little and also put in some time with our phones. 


F had earlier suggested getting bentos for dinner but I had been planning to cook. I changed my mind and asked if we could check out the bentos in the grocery store first. After all, why not get something there. It would likely be cheaper.  We had to get groceries anyway. We went over to the store and looked around. I grabbed a few carrots and then we went to the bento section. There weren’t a lot of good ones, but I found something for me, and F found one for him and another for his mother. We got a few other things in the store too.


When we came back to the house I went into the kitchen and was rather shocked to see a pile of dirty dishes in the sink, and once again, the stove top was dirty. F has this thing where he doesn’t seem to think he has to clean up after himself. 


I asked him to do the dishes and then started to ask if he wanted me to heat up the bentos. He went off on me. He told me to stop talking and that he didn’t care what I did. He did some of the dishes and stormed off. I followed him and asked if he wanted his food. He said no. 


I went upstairs to get my dish from earlier in the day and asked him what was going on. I got a diatribe about how useless I was and how I should get out. I asked him if he was going to have dinner with his mother but he wasn’t. He told me to do it. I told him that I wasn’t responsible for his mother and really didn’t care if she ate or not. It’s mostly true. She isn’t my mother and while I don’t wish her any harm, she is just another person who lives in this house. He once again told me to get out and said some horrible things. Apparently I should have done his dirty dishes because it is all I am good for? Something like that. 


I went back downstairs and heated up the bentos for K and I. While I’m not responsible for her, I don’t want to see the old gal starve. I had to wake her up too, and tell her that F’s stomach was bad. It may have been true, I don’t know. He said it was, but I think it was because he was angry with me.


We ate, I did the dishes up afterwards and then I went upstairs. I closed off part of the room so I’d have some privacy from him. It didn’t matter much as he left soon after. I knew he was planning to go to the onsen early, which was why I suggested bentos. I thought I wouldn’t have much to clean up afterwards.


I did a lot of crochet tonight and it went well. I watched a couple of YouTube videos, no big deal.  F came back and proceeded to slurp noodles in his part of the room.  At 11 pm I turned on the TV and half expected to have someone yell at me, but he didn’t. I watched Prodigal Son and then The Handmaid’s Tale. I kept the volume low and turned off the TV afterwards.


He’s just turned off the lights and I think he’s going to bed now. I hope so. 


Perhaps I could have been a little nicer when I asked him to wash his dishes, or maybe he just took what I said the wrong way. Who wants to come into the kitchen and have to start work with someone else’s dirty dishes in cold water from 4 hours ago? The tables would very rarely be turned because I don’t leave dirty dishes sitting in the sink. I can’t remember the last time I’ve done something like that. I also don’t leave the stove in a mess. F always does. He checks time on cooking things by boiling them over. 


So that’s me for tonight. It turned from a nice day in the morning to a blooming horrible one at night. With the ever-present pandemic, I can’t even bug off for a night or two very easily. It is annoying and a bit sad.


Anyway, this will probably take him a few days to get over. He likes to hold grudges and write rude things about me on Twitter! Eye roll. I on the other hand far prefer to write my truth on Blogger. He can start his own blog if he wants to!


Come back later if you want to hear what happened next. Until tomorrow….


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