FED UP

I can’t help being totally fed up. We are at the trailer. This morning hubby went to play golf. I had a relaxing morning. Worked on my jigsaw puzzle etc. I also did the WII.  Hubby came home around 2. He started to cut up tomatoes and onions. I thought he was making himself lunch. Soon enough I realized that he was preparing a snack for his friends. I took off. I was just going to drive into town and shop. Instead I went to a different town about forty minutes away. I guess I wasn’t really in the mood to shop so wandered in and out of stores and bought nothing. I stopped for gas and then had a coffee and read my book. I came back and hubby still had his friends. I walked over to talk to some friends. Then I came back here. Hubby flaked out on the couch and hasn’t been up since. He hasn’t cleaned up the mess and I will NOT do it. I am so fed up. I will NOT come next weekend. I think I will tell him that if he wants me to come he has to PAY me. He has to give me extra money for the weekend to go shopping. Otherwise I’ll just stay home. Thankfully there are only a few weekends left.

I don’t think I should be more patient. I have been coming here for over twenty years and never really enjoyed it. When I had more friends it was better. But now there are only a few left and I just don’t enjoy it. My hubby doesn’t consider me for a minute. I’m wrong. He did go golfing with another man so I could have the car. Maybe I just should have gone into town and shopped till I dropped but then I would end up with bills and no money. It’s a difficult situation and I just can’t figure it out. My only solution is to just stay home and let him come himself. So that’s probably what I will do from now on. I’m waiting until ten because then I will go to bed. Tomorrow’s another day in this BORING place. At least we go home after lunch.