current mood: excited
So today, I caught Nathan drinking.
That's not the bad part.
He first stole the money from me by going to the grocery store, and lying about what he got. Then, he drank 1 1/3 bottle. Enough to be a little slurred talking.
Then fixed a cup of coffee.
The drove to an AA meeting.
The lying is bad enough. The stealing... pretty infuriating.
But driving drunk?
When he got home, I confronted him. I told him that I would not tolerate the drinking and driving, and if it happens again, I'm done, period. I will not abide that, and I will not be a part of it.
I also told him that I need tonight alone. I need to sleep by myself, and have some time to myself, because I'm very angry, and very frustrated. I wanted him to sleep on the couch.
In typical overreactive fashion, he said "Take as long as you need" and walked out of the door.
I'm not about to chase him down. So, to take care of myself, I did a 42 minute yoga workout. After that, he came in to ask if he could borrow a blanket. It's 41 degrees out there. He took a little thin fleece blanket. I think he's sleeping out in the yard.
I swear he was fishing for me to ask him back in, but I'm done playing that game. If he chooses to sleep in the yard in the literal doghouse, so be it. He's a grown man, he needs to act like one. I'm not going to go out there and beg him to come back in. HE's being an idiot, and he knows it. I'm not going to be his mama anymore.
I don't want to leave him, but I'll be quite frank. I'm drawing my line in the sand, and I'm done playing games. He can drink himself to death for all I care, but I will not give him the money, and if h eve drives drunk again, I will call the damn cops myself, and let him figure out how to pay for his own fines.
And I'm going to Al Anon twice a week instead of once. Because I fucking need it.