- 7 years ago
- Wedding: October 2012
I’m sure there are a million of these on the boards after all these years, but I’m going to have to throw another on.
My fiance can’t see the forrest, the trees, the grass or even the ground he’s standing on.
He never sees the big picture or the little picture, he’s pixelated. After over three years together, I know his shortcomings. I’ve learned to anticipate them. Some people tell me these are the signs of a bad husband, I like to think they’re the signs of a good wife. Just knowing your partner.
But the real problem is I’m almost always right. And not in that bitchy toot your own horn right, just the I always go to that person, because they tend to have sound advice kind of right.
And he doesn’t listen. And now its hitting us the hardest. Normally its something small like breaking a broom because I’ve told him sweeping in a tree will break the handle…and then the handle breaks. But this time, he went off and bought a car. CLEARLY a dud to any common fool. A 1994 Jeep Grand Cherokee it’s 17 years old. I said to him…this isn’t it. this is NOT the car.we can keep looking. But I went to work one day and it was here. and that was that. well actually that was 3 months ago. Now the door’s falling off, the muffler’s fallen out, the radio doesn’t work. the rear view mirror (which was off when he bought it and then glued back on) is broken because the idiot broke it. The radiator went out the day after he brought it home the DAY AFTER!! for an 1800 (i’m sure he overpaid, though he thinks he negotiated) car he’s spent 300$ on a muffler, it GUZZLES gas.
Can you believe that he thought that the 20 gallon tank on this would be better than our fuel godsend 2007 honda civic lease!! now he dumps 80 or 90 in the tank WEEKLY
He had to have it towed when the radiator went out (which they fixed for free because well most people’ll buy you dinner if they’re going to fuck you) that was 160$ and now this new door. 1500. by my calculation that actually TOTALS the car!!!
I SAID NO. TO THIS.VEHICLE. I GAVE SOLID REASONS. EDUCATED. NOT BRATTY REASONS. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO MARRY THIS ASSHOLE! I HAVE LIKE A TRACK RECORD, I’D SAY ABOUT 89% OF THE TIME I GIVE MY ANSWER/OPINION ON SOMETHING IT’S RIGHT.
SO WHEN I GET IN TONIGHT HE TELLS ME I WAS RIGHT. AND I CAME HERE. BECAUSE I DIDN’T WANT TO HURT HIS STUPID FEELINGS. BUT IF I’M 80 AND STILL TELLING HIM AS HE’S SITTING IN THE EMERGENCY ROOM THAT YOU CAN’T MIX THIS WITH THAT…WHAT’S THE POINT!!!WHAT’S THE POINT!!!