I'll admit it. Only this once. I am as bad as he is... Well, getting bad. You see after the crap with the holiday to Vietnam, I sat and thought about all the ways I could prove what I spent. But it all seemed too hard!
Yes, I've got bank details but in reality, I don't know who booked the flights. The other one would have just paid their half. The same with the hotel. During the holiday we paid cash for most things. I did and so did he. Surely, I could check what went into that account!
I'm more than tempted to go look and waste time gathering my information. And I will at some stage and just keep it up my sleeve for the next argument!
I'm sitting wondering what I would need to check on the bank when he comes out of the study. I realise that I'm the go to for when he is bored. So, he sauntered out into the kitchen and goes to the fridge (stands there looking with the fridge door open for about ten minutes) I look up and ignored the natural instinct to berate him and instead, ask him to grab a bottle of soda water out of the cupboard and put it in the fridge.
Anyone else would do as asked. Not him. Well, he did, but offering up a world of pain whilst he is doing it.
"That it my soda water" to which I sighed, "Don't be ridiculous."
"You're a fucking liar. It's mine!" The Squeeze shouted! Quickly following it up with "why are we wasting fridge space on a bottle of champagne!" He was silenced with just one, withering look.
I didn't deign to answer that stupid question.
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Thanks. Better check it out but it should be up today!