Hubby has passed into that familiar pattern of his life where the only way I can
describe would have to be as pretty damn annoying.
I was going to try and go into further detail, but there isn't really any words
that would accurately describe how he's been behaving this week.
First off, he's been sort of acting like a bit of an ass really. It's like
he thinks I should feel guilty for getting sick or something. He goes on
about how I'm stagnating and allowing my immune system to weaken because I don't
get out of the house as much as he thinks I should. He's trying to
convince me to bundle the kids up and drag their carcasses out for a stroll.
Now with Dot and EB I have no problem with that, but LB is a totally different
tale. He gets cold very easily and he doesn't enjoy being outside on
frigid days, so no, I do not like to take him out for very long lately.
But
Hubby doesn't give up, no. He starts to try to give me some advice on how
to handle an outing. He sits back and tries to tell me how things would be
better if I'd get out of the house with the kids, and he tells me we should try
passing by this place and all this crap. It's like he's trying to plan out
my day because he doesn't like the way I spend my time. And I have to say
I get super annoyed when he starts telling me how he thinks I should be doing
things with the kids because he doesn't do things with them all that much.
It would be like your single, unmarried, childless relative coming to your house
and trying to tell you how you could so manage your time better.
Also, on Monday he sat down with the kids and gave them this big lecture on
helping out around the house more. He told them they had to help me clean
and all this stuff. I've heard this talk before. He goes on about
how I do so much for the family and how nobody seems to care about me.
Sounds nice huh? Well I didn't get excited about all these household
chores he was planning with the kids. Why not? Because like I said,
I'd heard it before. And sure enough, Monday night not a thing was done.
Not a finger was lifted to assist me. What he really means is that the
kids should help out more and I should waste my time and energy fighting them
about getting those chores he assigned them done.
Mmm, nope. Got better things to do with my time then fight his battles for
him. He can deal with all of his demands and crap.
I hate when he's getting ready to leave the house and he stops and requests my daily itinerary. He wants to know what house work I'm planning to do, what I'm planning for dinner. Basically he wants to hear about how I'm spending pretty much ever minute of my day. Plus he calls me about 5 times a day to ask me what I've managed to do and what I've got left to do.
I don't know if it's just the time of month (pre-pre menstrual bitching) and
I'm just getting super aggravated by this crap or if I really am just fed up
with it. He's not like this all the time. He goes through phases,
sometimes he doesn't give a crap what I do. Other times he wants me to lay
out ever second of my daily plans. Of course I don't do it. I'm not
about to become some Stepford wife or something. I do things my way and if
he doesn't like he doesn't need to let the door hit his ass on the way out.
Of course I know he'll never leave me, who would he get to wash his socks, cook
his meals, clean up after his lazy ass. .... the list goes on.
2:20 p.m. - March 15, 2006
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