It is a little frustrating that I've spent all of today cooking or cleaning, and my husband is fucking around in VR, and if I mention it to him he'll be "I GUESS I'M NEVER ALLOWED TO HAVE FUN THEN"
Like, that is never what I mean. I don't mean "I'm not having any fun so you're not allowed to have any fun". I don't mean "please get rid of your VR equipment and all your toys and live a joyless existence from here on because I'm a hateful bitch"
I just want to know where MY fun is. Where MY rest is.
But I guess I better stir the bolognese and clean up the kitchen.
@Tarale :(
Good luck with things.
@atinyfairy Thanks. I opened a bottle of red wine to put in the sauce and I kinda want to start day drinking while I wash all the dishes :/
@atinyfairy I'm trying to figure out how to do that without triggering this defensive bullshit, because once he's in that mental space, it becomes all about how he's not allowed to have any fun and blah blah, and nothing constructive happens and nothing I actually say gets heard