Thanks For The Reminder

Every time I start to feel guilty about leaving because Mr. Hyde is acting nice, something happens to remind me it’s all an act completely unnatural for him to maintain.

Our kids are young teens so this weekend, our house was full of kids playing video games, hanging out and playing games together.  The temperatures were in the single digits --  so Mr. Hyde put some wood on the stove.  It smelled funny and my memory flashed back to the summer when the news gave warnings about burning wood that carried a certain mold or tree disease.  I mentioned to Mr. Hyde it smelled funny and he got indignant “so what do you want me to do about it?”

The toilet was leaking in the bathroom so we told the kids not to use it.  I asked Mr. Hyde if we should fix it now because it was midday and the stores were open.  He said he would take care of it later.  At 9 p.m. that night, after the hardware stores were closed, his daughter forgot and used the bathroom.  He decided we needed to fix it right then.  He turned the water to the house back on and flushed the toilet.

I came in to help and asked “should we turn the water off and then flush the toilet to empty the tank?”  Apparently I had exceeded my "question" quota for the day.  

“I’m sick of you always questioning me. You question me about everything.”  His daughter was standing in the bathroom saying “Ok, ok, ok…” trying to stop Mr. Hyde from starting one of his infamous rants, but it was too late.  I said I’m sorry and shut my mouth, but he went on and on about how I never trust him and always question him about the wood, the bills, the house.