This is the only forum that my husband doesn't read, and as such the only real place that I can vent without worrying about him coming across it. Its long and ranty and I apologize, but I want to get this off my chest so I don't bite his head off again.
I love the man beyond mesure. We're still "newlyweds," and to be honest, aside from a few disagreements and whatnot we've never truly had a fight and I've never been seriously angry with him. Until tonight that is.
We had my 15 year old stepson with us for the afternoon/evening and we all decided that we wanted to get some pizza delivery and sit back and watch movies together (Fast & Furious marathon!
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We had 3 extra large pizzas delivered and got to chowing with enjoyment. I'm a VERY slow eater, so I just took two slices and that was good enough for me, as I figured I'd have another slice or two later in the evening. Hubby had at least 6 or 7 slices, and stepson ate 8, leaving a full pie plus a slice left over. When it came time for hubby to drive stepson back to his Mom's house, I opted to stay home and take a shower. I had figured I'd shower, dress for bed, then sit back and watch some of my DVR'ed shows with another piece or 2 of pizza, as I was still hungry. Imagine my surprise when I went into the kitchen after my shower and discovered taht there was no pizza to be seen. Not a single slice. Hubby returned from dropping stepson off and I asked where the pizza was. He said he gave it all to stepson to eat tomorrow!!! I asked him why on Earth he'd do that - I could see giving him a few slices to take home, but every last one???? He said he "thought" I had eaten my fill, so there was no reason why stepson couldn't take it all with him. I angrily informed him that I had eaten only TWO slices, and I was hungry!!!
I was so upset with him - not only was I hungry, but now I had to fix something else to eat (I made some hard boiled eggs - I was too angry to do much else.)
I know it seems like a silly thing, but damnit, I was looking forward to having some more pizza, especially when there was so freaking much left over! We only do this once every 5 or 6 months, so this was a treat!!!
Now I'm still too upset to go to sleep. Hubby's at work, thankfully, (works 3rd shift) or he'd be sleeping on the couch tonight.
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I love the man beyond mesure. We're still "newlyweds," and to be honest, aside from a few disagreements and whatnot we've never truly had a fight and I've never been seriously angry with him. Until tonight that is.
We had my 15 year old stepson with us for the afternoon/evening and we all decided that we wanted to get some pizza delivery and sit back and watch movies together (Fast & Furious marathon!
)We had 3 extra large pizzas delivered and got to chowing with enjoyment. I'm a VERY slow eater, so I just took two slices and that was good enough for me, as I figured I'd have another slice or two later in the evening. Hubby had at least 6 or 7 slices, and stepson ate 8, leaving a full pie plus a slice left over. When it came time for hubby to drive stepson back to his Mom's house, I opted to stay home and take a shower. I had figured I'd shower, dress for bed, then sit back and watch some of my DVR'ed shows with another piece or 2 of pizza, as I was still hungry. Imagine my surprise when I went into the kitchen after my shower and discovered taht there was no pizza to be seen. Not a single slice. Hubby returned from dropping stepson off and I asked where the pizza was. He said he gave it all to stepson to eat tomorrow!!! I asked him why on Earth he'd do that - I could see giving him a few slices to take home, but every last one???? He said he "thought" I had eaten my fill, so there was no reason why stepson couldn't take it all with him. I angrily informed him that I had eaten only TWO slices, and I was hungry!!!
I was so upset with him - not only was I hungry, but now I had to fix something else to eat (I made some hard boiled eggs - I was too angry to do much else.)
I know it seems like a silly thing, but damnit, I was looking forward to having some more pizza, especially when there was so freaking much left over! We only do this once every 5 or 6 months, so this was a treat!!!
Now I'm still too upset to go to sleep. Hubby's at work, thankfully, (works 3rd shift) or he'd be sleeping on the couch tonight.
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