Lee and I argued all day yesterday. We argued over everything from kids, to money, to character flaws. It just seemed like one of those days.
Today I found the humor in all of it. See...when I argue I tend to use large words to describe things. *I have a pretty extensive vocabulary* My husband *bless his heart* has the vocabulary of a high school freshman. He never found it necessary to learn to spell past the everyday language or learn new words.
Today I began thinking about yesterdays argument and realized that he didn't know that I really insulted him. I started yelling at him, "You are such a narcissistic sociopathic fuck tard!" Him: "I am not a fuck tard!" At the time it didn't even hit me that he had no idea what a narcissist or a sociopath is.
So today I am re-envisioning the argument with a comedic twist...
Me: "You are such a narcissistic sociopathic fuck tard!"
Him: "Hold on!" *as he gets the dictionary* "S-O-C... is that spelled with at c or an s?"
Me: "C!" *tapping foot*
Him: "SO·CI·O·PATH (sō'sē-ə-pāth',) One who is affected with a personality disorder marked by antisocial behavior. so'ci·o·path'ic"
Him: "AN·TI·SO·CIAL (ān'tē-sō'shəl,) Antagonistic toward or disrespectful of others; rude.
Me:raising eyebrows
Him: "AN·TAG·O·NIST (ān-tāg'ə-nĭst) One who opposes and contends against another."
He looks up from the dictionary, " You called me antisocial, rude, disrespectful and opposing in one word?!?
Me: "Forget it... I'm going to bed."
Him yelling across the room: "How do you spell narcissistic? NAR..."
See how funny that argument could have been if he would choose to educate himself on what words really mean?
Okay so arguing is not really funny... but it could be!
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1) I can't stand my daughter's teacher.
Angel's teacher has been and will be absent all week. Funny how I'm not getting any notes sent home about her behavior this week. When her normal teacher is there I get notes about twice a week about how she is either bickering too much with other students or talking too much. I have never gotten a note before when she has had a sub. Never! And I never get notes from the other teachers, art, gym, library so on and so on.
2) My husband is an ass.
He is demanding, pushy and unappreciative. He takes me for granted, and expects way too much. Oh and he is a tight wad. I can't stand it when I don't have any money of my own. I know it sounds stupid but I don't feel like the money in our checking account is mine because a) we have soooo many other things to be spending that money on and b)I didn't bring that money home, I didn't go out and earn it. I wish he would pause *just for a second* from time to time and say thank you, or the house looks good, or dinner was great..... something to let me know he is thankful for what I do. I wish that he wouldn't expect me to be his secretary/maid/nanny/handyman all the time. It would be really nice if he would just be happy that I don't spend what little money we do have, that I cook, clean, take care of the kids, clip coupons, and do whatever it takes to make this family function properly.... you know.
3) I need Mommy time.
HELP!!!!! I'M STUCK WITH KIDS AND I CAN'T GET OUT!!!!! Don't get me wrong; I love my family. The best conversation of the day consisted of "Yea! You said Angel!!!!" How pathetic is that?!? But I really need some individuality too. Something to distinguish myself from this family. Right now I am Mom, and Lee's wife, I need to be me! Oh and; I caught myself wearing mom jeans!!!! How scary is that?!? I'm only 24, and I've got a decent figure so what the hell am I wearing? I still have my favorite jeans from before baby, but... my hips are not quite in them yet. *Note to self... Sit ups! *
Okay there.... I think I'm done. Sorry you had to endure all that, but I declared today Bitch Away Day; my blogland so I can do that.
That was the first thing I thought when Diva (the Naughty Neighbors mom) dropped of the NN. She asked if I would watch the NN until 9:30 tonight so she could go out with her friend for some margaritas. She looks at me right before she walked out the door and said, "Do you know how long it's been since I've went out on a Thursday night?" I didn't respond. I wanted to look at her and say ooohhh about a month ago when I watched her for you. Instead I just smiled and said have fun.
Now she is gone off to have fun and I am left wondering... when do I get to have fun? I spend every moment of everyday taking care of my family. I am not known as Cassandra, I am only known as Lee's wife and Angel and Renee's mom. I do not go out, my only friend is Christina and she works and goes to school, so there is little room left for me. Shit... even my husband gets to go out. For instance he was off work at exactly 6:55, when he called me and said that he was going to the bar tonight. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! I want to go out. I want time without children! I want to know that guys will still look at me, and that I can actually be me without my children or husband.
I need a break! I need time for me! I NEED TO FEEL LIKE ME AGAIN!!!!!!!
Why am I soo nice to everyone? All they do is use me as a door mat. Everyone especially my husband takes me for granted.
A thank you would be nice.
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I am so tired of arguing with you. I know that we are broke. I know that you want to go to your highschool reunion, but do not, I repeat DO NOT ask me to use the money from my child support account. That money is not for us. We both decided that we would use that money for the adoption attorney, not your pleasures! That is just wrong to even ask. You know better. Then you want to bitch and say that you just don't feel like using the money from savings because the bank would charge us for pulling out money more than 3 times in a month. Bitch please... you waste more than that in milkshakes for youself in a day.
Also when I refuse to give you money that is not ours, don't sit there and tell me that we have enough money for you to go but not me. Fuck you! If I'm not going then neither are you! By what stretch of the imagination did you ever think that it would be alright?
I think that I may have a better use for the money you are about to waste. Go and buy yourself a giant body condom. Ok, now put it on... Good there, now you are prepared for all the shit you are getting yourself into.
I suggest you sit back and think about what you are doing here and make sure that you really want to throw gas on this fire. I can and will win so don't start with me.
Love,
Your pissed off wife
