K and I are having a cold war.. Think we are both very stressed up and therefore easily pissed off with each other.
The cold war was started by me, when he told me that he had agreed to rent out our room to this Indonesian guy who came to view our house yesterday. I was angry that he did not consult me before doing so, but just went ahead and make the decision, then come and tell me like it was a "FYI" kinda thing. This wasn't the first time already. Something similar happened recently as well, though i can't remember what.
He tried to explain, but i kinda cut him off cause i didn't feel there was any reason good enough to explain why he couldn't even give me a call to discuss before deciding to rent out the room. The fact that the house is in a mess (because of all his things that were brought back from the office), and there is a bicycle sitting in my living room (which is a huge eye sore to me!) just makes it worse. I just can't stand my home so untidy!
Yesterday, K went to clean up his bicycle. Then he left the cloth (that he used to grease his bicycle) in a bucket. So when i came home this evening, i tried to wash the cloth. When i poured the dirty water out, the grease got stuck to my bathroom floor, and the entire floor turned black.. I had to scrub the floor so hard with bleach and all kinds of detergent before it finally came off.. That pissed me off as well. In the first place, i was totally reluctant towards the idea of bringing his bicycle home cause there is no place to keep it! And he refuses to lock it outside the house.
I went to my parent's place for dinner. K drove me there. He was supposed to join me there. During the drive there, S called him and asked him out for dinner tomorrow with the rest of the gang. He agreed. After hanging up, he then told me that we were going to have dinner with the gang tomorrow. Like a "FYI" message AGAIN. Which pissed me off again, cause he didn't even bother to ask me if i was free before agreeing to the dinner. And i was just sitting beside him! When we reached my parents' block, i got off the car and just kept walking without turning back. He never followed. Don't know where he went. I didn't bring my keys or money, so I had to borrow money from my parents to take a cab home. And then ask my tenant to open the door for me when i got back. Until now, K is still not home yet.. Sickening.
We seem to be having quite a few conflicts recently. Yesterday, we discussed about the New Zealand trip and us having a baby. K said we won't go to New Zealand if i am pregnant. But going to NZ was also his idea. Now he already got me so excited about NZ, i'll be damn disappointed even if I am pregnant. Sigh.. sometimes, I really dunno what he wants..