Every week she wants to come with me to the big city when I go to work. Yesterday morning she was very insistant, packed a suitcase, and away we went. Everything was fine, dropped me off at work, picked me up, stopped at store to get somethings to eat. Went back to the motel, watched some good tv, ate, even danced. She showed me the clothes she bought at the store. Said she would take them all back since we couldn't afford them, since I had holes in my undershirt. Here it comes I thought.
Went to bed lovingly, she seemed happy. Four clock in the morning she starts her usual crap. While she is away, "they" are breaking into the house, putting back all the junk she got rid of in the garage. I am glad just before we left we made an inspection of the garage and noted outloud what was there, and what was not. I am sure when we get back she will point out some evidence that something happened while she was gone.
Before we left she said she wanted to come with me, but questioned why I finally gave in. As if to say that if I do something to please her, it is also part of the plot. Can't win for losing.
The four clock in the morning bitching went on till six. We fell back asleep till 8:30. Now very late for work. I got up, ate something, got dressed. I reminded her that unless she wanted to be stuck in motel all day, she needed to get up to drive me to work.
Knowing she had some power over me, she went on and on about the usual. Started getting physically violent, throwing things, breaking motel lamp, banging on wall, yelling, etc. I have seen this before. Reminded me of why I never want to take her.
She finally drove me to work, while telling me she wasn't going stay all week so I had better rent a car. Can't afford that so I may have to cut my work week short. When will I ever learn....