Good morning! I woke this morning to a grouchy husband and a baby that needed to be feed. He made the bottle, I fed the baby. He finishes getting ready for work and leaves. Now I look around the house and see just how much needs to be done today.
Clean Living Room, dining room, kitchen, bedroom, vacuum, sweep, mop, and iron.
I loathe ironing, in fact I loathe all aspects of laundry. It must be done though, so I guess I will do it. My husband complains that he has no clean clothes for work; they are hanging up in the closet. He says his underwear is not clean; it's in the laundry basket folded and ready to put away. He tells me to iron today and to finish the laundry. What the fuck do I look like? Your maid?
While talking on the phone he says "If I were home all the time I'd keep the house spotless." Wait a minute!?!?! What the fuck was that If.... If...If....if is a big word. When I had surgery earlier this year, he took a week off work to "help" and nothing was done. He claims nothing was done because he was trying to spend time with the kids and tend to me. I did nothing but lay in bed that whole week and take pain pills. I didn't ask him for a damn thing so he wasn't tending to me. Yes he played with the kids, cooked a couple times, did dishes, and laundry. I do all of that on a daily basis plus clean, educate, discipline, baths, iron, sweep, mop, vacuum, balance the check book, and run a business out of the house. If...pfft!!! I could "if" all day and still nothing gets done. Look fucktard, don't put so much on me I've got a lot going on.
Everyday you come home and the kids are clean happy and fed. Dinner is ready and waiting on you, your clothes are clean, but not always ironed and put away, (usually just laid flatly out ready to iron or put away). Dishes are done, and you are asked to do nothing except eat and kiss your kids goodnight. Still you want to bitch about what else needs to be done. Look... there are men out there that would kill to be in your shoes, so quit bitching about what else needs to be done.
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