All I ever hear any more from my Darling Marcie is how much she hates our town house an how much she wants to sell the damned thing. I keep telling her it is hers; I don’t own one damn bit of it so hell the fucking thing: JUST SELL THE FUCKING THINK AND SHUT THE FUCKING HELL UP ABOUT IT. I don’t want a fucking nickel out of it I JUST WANT HER TO SHUT THE FUCKING HELL UP ABOUT IT. I HAVEN’T BEEN DRUNK IN FIFTEEN YEARS AND NOW I AM: SELL THE GODDAMNED THING AND SHUT THE FUCK UP.
YEAH! You tell her Lou! You da man! That’s right! Get some! GET SOME!
Have you actually told her that you’d be fine with selling the house, or do you just say, “It’s entirely yours” and leave it at that? Because if you live in the house, that isn’t true from any standpoint other than legally/financially. Assuming she’s a good person and cares about you, I doubt she’d sell the house out from under you like that. It is, after all, your home as well as hers.
Also, if you’re so annoyed by this that you’re driven to drink, just tell her the constant house-hating and griping is really really annoying you, and if she’s not going to put it up for sale, you don’t want to hear about it. For fuck’s sake man. If my partner was infuriated and frustrated beyond bearing with me, I’d want him/her to just say something for crying out loud. I wouldn’t want to have that effect on him/her, and I probably wouldn’t know something was wrong if it wasn’t actually expressed.
Why can’t she just move in with Patty? Everybody “knows” anyway.
Closed at the request of the OP.