Missing a Day

 So, this late in life marriage is really having a hard time surviving.

Yesterday, husband agreed to 'do the long drive' into Winnipeg, with me, Elfrieda, for a dental appointment. 

When we first 'got together' and, forsuredly, during the early courtship season, husband would say... I want to spend all our time together. At the time, I thought, hmm, sounds romantic.

I asked  about his four children... I'm not sure he asked about my three children... and, yesterday, husband didn't even know all my childrens' names. I, sort of, didn't really feel like telling him what their names are. Why would he like to know what they are now... we've been married three and a half years. 

This morning, husband makes his own eggs... and, surprisingly, offered to give me some. I accepted.

But... as he's making his eggs, he says... I'm missing a day from yesterday... and, I say, what do you mean when you say that?

He tossed some 'fighting' words at me and I said... you know, you would be better as a single man... especially if you don't like accompanying me to Winnipeg for the people and social things that are important to me. He used his terrible line, which he has used so many times, it could be a country song... "Our relationship is done." 

Hmm, well, if that be true... he needs to find $350k for me to be able to move with all the updates and a mortgage free house and the beautiful bathroom I 'got done' here and the beautiful gazebo I built... we did build that together but I had to take the lead on that project.

Now, he tells me I have to pay for my own 'vehicle repair' on Tuesday and I said, 'Well, you have to stop driving my vehicle then because I need it to last 20 or 30 more years with the way things are going right now. 

I did call my husband on the fact that, this morning, when he said he thought my son's wife would talk to him much more readily than talk to me... I thought, 'you're a virtual stranger.' Why would they want to speak to a 'virtual stranger.' This was very worrisome.

So, I have no intention of trying to fix husbands' ideas of marriage. He has some very strange ideas. For instance, since moving all the way out here, to Dauphin, (not knowing anyone here), whom would he imagine I should ask to drive to Winnipeg, with me, when I want to go or need to go there? I am barely comfortable with him and certainly don't feel he is stable, yet.

To all the marriages, out there, with people trying to get along with each others' children... to the women, in particular, would you feel comfortable having your new husband speak with your sons' wives, in your stead?