You're Crazy, I'm Crazy

Being married to a lunatic will make you feel crazy. So when he yells, "but you're the crazy one" my new response is, yes, but you're the one making me crazy. I am sure, darned sure, that my idiot has some level of mental issues going on, whether it's ADHD or bipolar or something along those lines. Because he hates me, every time I point out that he exhibited another classic symptom and should get checked out, he just yells "you're the crazy one". Uh huh.

So let me tell you a crazy store on this guy. For nearly a year now, he's been hiding something in his vehicle from me. I don't know if it's financial records, or a prepaid cell phone where he does his dirty business, or "documentation" on me (during fights he likes to tell me he's documenting me, for the sake of a divorce trial of course), or maybe nothing but he just likes making me crazy, but whatever it is, he kept the vehicle tightly controlled for the past year. The spare key was hidden, his set of keys never left his pocket (he showered next to them, slept next to them) and any time I was near his vehicle he checked to ensure it was locked.

And then we put a new booster seat for the oldest kid in his vehicle, and the kid is smitten with it - it makes her feel like a big kid. So on Mother's Day, when the little kids weren't acting good enough for a public lunch event, I asked our oldest to go to lunch with me. She said yes if we could take daddy's vehicle. I said no, we'd take my car, and made a snide comment about how I'm not allowed in daddy's vehicle. My idiot immediately piped up, "No, you can take it, you can take it any time" which started another world war in my household. I asked him where he was now hiding the stuff, and told him he better not dare act like I was allowed in his car for the past year, which of course he did. I was furious, clawing my way back to reality, and he sat there innocently protesting that nothing had been hidden and I had access all along. All this on Mother's Day.

Seriously, crazy people will make you feel crazy.

I am still trying to determine what had been hidden for the last year. Somehow my idiot stays a step ahead of me despite his lower IQ.