Anonymous wrote:Here’s what happened. Went skiing out west with DH, another couple (one person is my cousin) and two other people (not married).
The men must have talked about leaving at a specific time in the morning to ski, but I was not part of that conversation.
When I woke up on first day of skiing, I had a scratchy throat, and had stubbed my toe on DH’s board bag the night before. Looked in DH’s board bag for my thermals and couldn’t find them, so got a little frantic (it was in the teens). Went upstairs and DH had made eggs, but everyone had eaten all of them except left a tiny bite for me. I gave the tiny bite to DH to finish off, then made my own eggs.
Meanwhile everyone has eaten, so they get ready to go. I’m still finishing my eggs. The men wait outside for my DH to go, but at that point, I didn’t ask them to wait, since they clearly had talked about a time, and I wasn’t part of that convo. So they leave and my cousin waits for me.
After I finish eggs, I go back to room and find my thermals on the bed. DH had moved them there. I change, look for my helmet and goggles, can’t find them so go out without them, try to put rented skis on but bindings are too tight, plus hurts with stubbed toe, so give up. Thought about driving back down to ski shop to get bindings loosened, but an hour later, it starts snowing quite hard so don’t feel comfortable driving someone else’s rental.
When the men return, DH asks about helmet - tell me it was in his backpack, which I didn’t know to look into. Other than that short convo, I didn’t say anything else or snap at anyone, including DH. Honestly I felt excluded from the beginning of that morning when the men clearly had talked about a plan and waited on each other, but not me.
And I’m usually not a person that keeps others waiting - in this case, I just couldn’t find my thermals and it turns out DH had taken them out of the bag and moved them without telling me, so I felt frantic as soon as I woke up. Yes, I was cold and irritated, but I certainly wasn’t raging such that others would think it’s okay to talk about me like that. But yes, you’re right that others didn’t know DH had moved my stuff, which made me a little frantic, so they must have assumed I was unreasonably late and upset for no reason.
Prozac does wonders.