Just an example of what it is like...

W has decided that it is better to use a push mower to mow the lawn. He has spent an hour mowing. I asked him why he won't use the electric mower he has borrowed from his brother. He tells me he doesn't have anywhere to put the grass clippings but I could do it if I wanted. I ask him what he would do if I do that. He says he doesn't know, so he mows. He comes into the kitchen to get a glass of water as I am slicing potatoes for dinner. I ask him to light the barbecue for me- literally turning on the gas bottle and flicking a switch. He picks up a kitchen knife and pretends to drag it across his wrist saying 'just seeing how this feels'. I am shocked and ask what the matter is and get told 'you just don't get it, do you'. So i go down and light the barbecue. I come up and ask what I don't get and finally get told that I don't know when to stop pushing his buttons and that I shouldn't have asked him to do anything because he is stuffed. I actually complain that I haven't had the luxury of lying down and sleeping for 3 hours today. He tells me it is because I spend all my time on the internet. I tell him I have been journalling. He says for all the world to see, i say no, to try and help me, so he says sarcastically 'O well at least you will think you've done your best'. I am in tears.

I am off to cook the dinner but have been told that he is not hungry so don't bother cooking for him.