So, yesterday, I'm all "up." We'd had several days in a row of getting along so well, no angry words exchanged, no one's feelings hurt.
Then yesterday DH is a total a**h*** to me. TO ME, the one who tries 24/7 to watch out for him, make sure he takes his meds, help him plan his day, runs interference with the rest of the family, etc.
It started in the car as he drove me to work, and he started it up again when he picked me up. Never have I been so glad to spend 8 hours at my desk pushing papers!
On top of the way he treated me, I found out later last night that had told our DIL that the painting she'd done at the new house "looked like s&^%."
Our son is going to talk to him about the way he made her feel. Sometimes we're all on eggshells around him. You never know how he's going to take something.
This, too shall pass?