Is the first year of marriage meant to be so hard?! Mr Erin and l are really not getting on at the moment. This morning’s argument was why it is rude when we go to Ireland to scatter my Dad’s ashes to spend all of the time with his parents. He wants to check into the hotel on the Friday where we are staying with my Mum and brother then go to his parents who coincidentally live vaguely near to where we are staying and where we are scattering the ashes. Then spend the rest of Saturday, all of Sunday and Monday until we get out flight home on the Monday with his family. As always he won’t see my point of view and l am not making enough effort l have been told –l should do the same apparently. To put this into context my Mum lives 200 miles away from us in Manchester and my brother lives in Stockholm so it’s not as if we see them all the time.
He has also been lazy and selfish but he has got worse. It’s a bit like living with a small child or teenager than you need to prompt to do their share of the cleaning, wash up properly etc. The house needs a lot of work doing to it but he is more than happy for me to research it all of the different options and coax him to go see showrooms. In a few arguments before we got married he reminded a few times it is his house –he paid the deposit and the mortgage is in his name but l pay half of the mortgage. l had just stopped being a student at the time. But he is happy for me to buy stuff for it and do DIY on it. His family obsession continues –his parents decided to come to stay with us less than 24 hours after we got back from honeymoon. Me thinking this is a bit much is unreasonable apparently.
I am glad l am night shift tonight and seeing a friend tomorrow night so l don’t need to look at him or speak to him. I have strongly suggested we go for counselling to try to sort out our issues and improve our relationship. He point blank refuses and says it will be a waste of time.