One Less Pounding headache

My head is pounding. It started about 4 hours ago. Around the time my husband came home.

He left yesterday saying he had to chaperone his godsisters party cuz his godmom had to work. I didnt see him again until today around 4:30.

The kids are being their usual selves. Today, we were SUPPOSED to go to the mall and do a family portrait. To give out as christmas cards. But oh no no. Dear husband didnt come home last night. So all day, every 5 fricken minutes, mommy, are we leaving now? Can i get dressed now? Over and over again. I bought lunch at the store. I didnt feel like it. We are out of bread, bologna, and kid cuisine. So my brother in law stopped in, hes like 13 and lives about 10 blocks from our house. So he came over because he was gonna come with us to take the pictures, and oh yeah i completely forgot, today is our sons 2nd birthday. I guess its hard to remember when no one else cares. Were having a party for him tomorrow at my mothers, and mommy is just gonna take us to do the pics before. But forty says he aint coming for the pictures or the party.

So now im at my wits end. I sat upstairs folding the mountain of laundry that had been in my hallway, and I start to think about how often he spends the night out and how much Ive let him get away with. I thought about how much I do around here compared to what he does. I thought about the fact that my husband doesnt even want to go to his sons birthday party.
And im done.
I came downstairs and pulled a chair up next to him and told him. Either things change, this shit stops, or we done. I dont have time for these games. Either we gonna move forward or we gonna stop moving. Aint no 2 steps ahead monday and 5 steps behind wednesday. I dont have time for that anymore. Im getting tired of it. We have been married long enough for him to be over the bullshit. He either isnt ready to be married or doesnt want to be. Either way, he can gets to steppin. I can do this by myself. I practically do it by myself anyways. What difference is it gonna make? One less mouth that IM feeding? One less headache when I dont feel like giving him some good stuff? One less headache when I want to relax and cant because HE needs something. One less person to cater to. One less person to answer to. One less headache all together.
Good riddance.
I asked him how long he needed to get his stuff together and find somewhere to go. His answer was- I dont know. How dont you know? You never know anything. Our whole relationship is based on I dont know because thats your answer to everything. Well guess what? I dont need the drama nor do I care for your crap anymore. Get out, be gone, holla back.

And thats how i feel about it.