DH doesn't really handle stress well. He never has, but I have gotten used to it, for the most part. But it seems like lately every little thing triggers another bad emotion from him. We're looking to buy a house, and literally every house we have been interested in has fallen through. Someone outbids us, the roof needs to be redone, it's got water damage, someone else already has a contract on it, it's too expensive and the seller is not willing to negotiate.. the list goes on and on. Well, I think yesterday DH hit his tipping point. We put an offer on a house (we thought it was "the one") on Saturday. Sunday night we found out we didn't get it (we were outbid, again). Dh was super upset, but I tried to reassure him that there are more houses out there and we'll find the perfect house. He just said "all of the houses we've put offers on have been perfect- we just can't have them." Which, it's true, we don't even bother looking closesly at houses that don't fill all of our needs, and all (11!!!) of the houses we've bid on have been amazing. He was bummed about the house.
Then he found out he was losing both of his FF lagues. He threw his phone accross the living room, and actually almost hit the cat (although I know that was an accident, since she was sleeping behind the thing he almost hit). But still. Throwing a temper tantrum isn't going to solve anything.
All day he has been very aggrivated and is taking it out on me, which I think is totally unfair. I asked him if he was mad at me for something, and he said "no, I just had a crappy weekend." That really pissed me off, because all he did all weekend was lay in bed (because he had a hang-over), cancel the plans I had with my friend so I would go out with him instead, and watch football with his guy friends. Meanwhile, I had to clean the house to have guests over, cook dinner every night, do laundry because DH complained about not having any clean socks and was "too sick to do it himself," take care of him while he was hung-over, go into work 4 hours on Sunday so I didn't miss any deadlines, AND make 5 dozen cookies and a cake for a dessert swap we were doing at work.
He's complaining about how much his life sucks, when really, he's got it pretty good. Sure, we live in a tiny, sort of crappy condo, but at least we have a home, at least we have jobs that we both enjoy, at least we have food, and our families, and great friends. Everytime I try to tell him to just calm down and think about how good he has it, he just pouts and says he wants more. His attitude is really turning me off.. He has been so negative lately and it's not because of anything anyone else is doing- he is choosing to dwell on the negative things instead of the positive things... How can I get him to take a chill pill and get him to realize his life doesn't suck?