This is just one example from today, but it’s far from the worst thing he’s done—and it happens regularly. At this point, I feel like I have a third child, not a partner.
This morning, my 2-year-old son had an audiology appointment at 8 a.m. I was scheduled to work, so I told my husband he needed to take him to the appointment and then drop both of our kids off at daycare. It’s not a big ask—I handle things like this all the time, especially since he works away in the mines.
I woke up at 6 a.m. to get ready for work and went to wake him up to ensure he was on time. That’s when he hit me with, “Oh my God, I’m so sick. I’m sweating, I have a sore ear, I’ve been up every hour.”
I replied, “That’s not good, but once the kids are at daycare by 9 a.m., you can come back to bed for the rest of the day!”
He refused outright: “No, absolutely not, I’m too sick. You have to take the kids to daycare.”
Mind you, he hadn’t taken any medication—no Panadol, no ibuprofen, nothing. He just flat-out refused to do it.
So not only did he make our son miss an important appointment, but he also made me late for work because I had to get both kids ready and fed, which I typically plan for when he’s away.
I texted him, saying, “If I get home and you’re not dying in bed, you’ll wish you were.” He replied, “I’m so sorry, I hate letting you down. I’m seriously unwell.”
I ignored him for the rest of the day. When I got home from work, guess what? He wasn’t there.
I called him, and he was out shopping for groceries because, apparently, “we have no food.” He had also cleaned the house spotless—out of guilt, I assume.
So, in one day, he went from “dying” to grocery shopping and deep-cleaning the house. That has to be one of the fastest recoveries I’ve ever seen.
I just can’t deal with the weaponized incompetence anymore.
He thinks I’m being harsh and unfair. I think he’s absolutely taking the piss, and honestly, I’ve started considering ending the relationship.
What are your thoughts? Am I just being a nag, or is this as maddening as it feels?
