Obsessions and Selfishness: Just need to vent

So glad I read all this today! We all need to vent once in a while or I think we would just blow up at an inopportune time!
My husband has MCI - though he tells the doctors he's fine, knows what's going on etc etc - which to some degree he does. But he works very hard lately at putting on that image the few times we're out - I call it his public image. He is declining and it's getting more and more frustrating on a daily basis. The difficult side of him has become more pronounced - and more upsetting. Some days I can't stand it. Fortunately I still work so I have a bit of an outlet. Like elliottw - I too think about making plans where I don't have to deal with all this - a peaceful, fun trip somewhere, just me and my dog. So thankful for this site where there are people who understand.

Boy, do I get it! My husband spends most of the day in front of the TV or asleep when he's not out telling people the same stories about his life that he's told a million times already, often to the same people. Fortunately, he's good-natured and tries to be helpful, which can itself be annoying when he wants to do little things that I can easily and more conveniently do myself, like open the refrigerator or stir my tea. He interrupts me all the time, asking,"Is there anything I can do to help?" He could pull the weeds that are choking our backyard but he'd rather stand outside greeting the dogs and their owners who pass by. Petty, petty, petty. That's how this all sounds, but the worst is, as you say, the person he once was and the couple we used to be are not at all the same. Yes, I love this site. I feel I can say anything and not be judged and no one knows who I am. There's freedom in that. Best wishes to you.

I can relate to All the examples you all give.
My spouse never sits still!!! unless its winter. It would be nice to have him sit and laugh with me but laughing is not normal for him. Unless its potty talk or a joke that is not funny.
He also asks if he can help with thing’s that is not normal to get help with. I usually say thanks but no, but one time i did say “not unless you wipe my bottom”. That made him laugh!
Really, my biggest worry is how many strangers he talks to about our private matters. He makes our life an open book and I worry about scammers. From cold calls, folks walking bye, solicitors, retail folks. He will ask questions from the wrong type of physician about various health issues. Its embarrassing because he seems “normal” to them. Then he gets mad at me when i try to deflect the question.
Sorry to vent so much negativity!

My spouse use to cook dinners, but a couple of over salted mashed potatoes caused her to lose that job. The other night she was washing the dishes by hand. I explained why we had a dishwasher, to sanitize the dishes and flatware. So I've taken over that chore too. It is like having two teenagers in the house again.

I've told myself that there will probably be a time I will look into 'visiting angels' and I've already spoke to her brother and sister about where the best care home would be located and work out best for all concerned. I have a fantasy of flying to Scotland and touring in a rented car for a week. Planning for the future helps to keeps me sane.

My spouse use to cook dinners, but a couple of over salted mashed potatoes caused her to lose that job. The other night she was washing the dishes by hand. I explained why we had a dishwasher, to sanitize the dishes and flatware. So I've taken over that chore too. It is like having two teenagers in the house again.

I've told myself that there will probably be a time I will look into 'visiting angels' and I've already spoke to her brother and sister about where the best care home would be located and work out best for all concerned. I have a fantasy of flying to Scotland and touring in a rented car for a week. Planning for the future helps to keeps me sane.

Don't be worried. I'm hearing--and thinking--this sort of thing. Frankly, it's embarrassing and I don't like going out in public with my husband anymore. We have new neighbors across the street and I wonder if I should clue them in. Friends and former colleagues are aware, but strangers are the ones I feel sorry for. Jokes that aren't funny, sexual innuendos that are not appreciated, wanting to give stuff away. What will you do with that painting after I'm gone? he says. Look at it, is my response. Where will you put it? On the wall, where it is now. It feels like we're in that in-between stage where he still seems relatively normal until you talk to him for more than five minutes and he certainly believes he's on top of things, but more and more often he can't find the words to complete a simple thought, let alone a complex one. I feel so sorry for him because if I were in his shoes I'd be miserable and depressed, but he doesn't seem to be either of those things. Sometimes he bemoans the fact that things aren't as they used to be, but he doesn't dwell on that. I'm the one who dwells. I guess there's nothing we can do about any of this except get it out of our systems when and where (here) we can. We're better off than the people in Texas. Perspective.

I have the same with helping. Always something I can do, get a drink of water, pick up a paper I dropped, etc.
I too wish he would do something that needs to be done, trim the bushes, empty the dehumidifier, come to the grocery store to help….. but as I said, what is, is. I too am thankful for this site. I have been to counseling for help in trying to cope. But sharing with people who are there, or have been there works better.