Ok first let me say I love my Thai wife of 11 years. 95% of the time she’s great - loving, kind hearted and jealous as you know what. The other 5% of the time she’s just bat dung crazy. Anyone married to a Thai for any length of time knows what I’m talking about. While there have been many instances over the years of her head exploding over minor stuff only to forget about it an hour later, this latest episode was over the top even for her.. First some background. About 6 months ago we were going to buy a house in San Antonio. I put down a deposit only to have her change her mind costing me my deposit. Ok no big deal. I wasn’t even that convinced about it. I cancelled the deal and we never spoke of it afterwards. We had other options and the money wasn’t a big deal. Anyway a few days ago we were driving from our current home in AZ down to Panama City FL for a nice getaway on the beach. I had rented a beautiful beach front condo for 6 nights and going to look for a condo to buy for a vacation place for us. We took her car. We had to drive through San Antonio. She was driving at the time. She asked me if we’d ever been through the area we were driving before. I said that we have and actually looked at some houses in this area. Well I should have known better than to make this innocent statement simply to give her a point of reference. She went off like a damned top about why I blame her for losing my deposit! Huh????? Next thing I know she’s in full Thai girl meltdown mode and is pulling over in a busy right hand turn lane and stops! She jumps out, screaming some crazy stuff in Thai, grabs her bags and mine and off she goes in the usual huff. Now she’s done the whole leaving the house with an empty suitcase before when she’s been mad but never made it further than the park across the street from our house and came home as soon as she got hungry. But this was in the middle of a city we weren’t that familiar with. Anyway, I jump in the driver side of the car to get it out of the busy turn lane she stopped in so we wouldn’t get killed. My only option was to drive around the block to get back to her. By the time I’d come back around she had disappeared - bags and all. Ok so now I start to panick. I text her, call her all to no avail. I drive around everywhere for two hours looking for her. Still no word. I call the cops. They tell me she had to be missing for 24 hours. Then I remember she had a Thai girlfriend there and she no doubt called her to come get her. I sent one more text telling her I was going to wait another hour to hear from her then I was leaving her ass there. I waited 2 more hours driving around. No word. So I left her cute little mad ass in SA and continued my trip! She finally texts me 6 hours later that she’s ok. She’s with the Thai friend and they’re hatching up all kinds of Thai girl madness to let me know this was all my fault. You all know Thai girls are never wrong. Ok fine. I know how this goes. Arguing with her will just make it worse. Best to just give her some space. So I just continued to Florida without her as she would be making my life hell if she were here. Anyway she writes me to tell me she needs a few days before she can talk. Ok fine I already know this which is why I didn’t write her back after leaving to begin with. So here I sit looking over the Gulf of Mexico by myself, with no luggage, and actually enjoying the peace and quiet. As for the wife, she’ll be fine. She’s no doubt calculating some gift or penance I need to do before she forgives me for making her so damned mad in the first place. Ill pick her up a little something and get her on the way home and all will be forgotten by then. Never a dull moment with these amazing little creatures! For me, just another day in the life with a crazy Thai wife! Lol
