So today started off pretty good. It’s Theme Thursday and the topic was “Wedding Story”. I loved writing that post. It reminded me of when my husband and I met, how we fell in love and our somewhat unconventional path to the alter…twice. Naturally I thought this feeling of love would last throughout the day. Fuck was I ever wrong. It was all good in the neighborhood till I got home. Then I was reminded why sometimes I feel like divorcing my husband and kids TWICE. Thankfully The Insomniac’s Dream gave me a wonderful idea, she said blog it, it gives you more than 140 characters. So here I am…venting.
How pissed off I am at my husband and at my kids a little. I realize they are just children and don’t know any better. IT’S HIM THAT GETS ME MAD. Don’t tell me not to yell at them when you hardly ever do anything. I’m the one that has to feed them, bath them, get the homework done, make sure they brush their teeth & go to school with clean clothes. While Mr. “I don’t yell at the kids” plays Mafia Wars and watches TV. So when they do something bad who’s left to yell and get their little asses in shape…ME. I hate that most of the time when it comes to telling the kids what to do/not to do and getting shit done it’s all up to me. Why men feel like they should do minimal work when it comes to their home because they have jobs. News flash fucker SO DO I!!! That don’t mean shit anymore. Yes there are moms that stay home but I’m not one of them. I wake up early every day. I iron the kids clothes before I go to work, work all day and when I get home the thing that gets me the most mad is when he says “Oh thank God you’re home, I’m so tired I’m going to go take a nap”. Meanwhile he’s been with the kids for 2 ½ at this point. So what happens?? Well I wash the dishes from the whole day that he and the kids made, make dinner, feed the kids, wash dishes, give the kids a shower, put them to bed and then take a shower myself and maybe if its not too late stay up a little bit and relax….I DO THIS EVERYDAY!!!
Now to give him credit he has started putting them to bed which is why I do have time to do this blog tonight and now that I’ve had time to vent a little I do feel better and I know he’ll do something nice tomorrow cause he sees I’m mad and than I’ll feel bad and than we’ll be ok for some time until he pisses me off again. Truth is he’s no worse and for some things better than most men I know. He's just my husband and that makes it my headache. ONE MORE HEACHE TO DEAL WITH!! Time to go take a long shower.