I really don't understand why my husband feels compelled to act like an idiot, undisaplined child some times.
Currently he is going to school for his LPN. All I hear everyday is how unfair the teachers are and how stupid the tests are, and everything sucks. Really? I went to the same school. I know how it is. If you don't want to go, then spare me, and don't go. Its really just that easy. If your not grown up enough to put your big boy pants on in the morning and suck it up and do what you have to do to better yourself, then don't do it.
He is only working part time right now so he can focus on school. I'm working full time and picking up shifts when I can. I do all the bills. I do the dishes. I do the laundry. I vacuum, and sweep and mop the floors and wipe the counters and clean the appliances. I empty the litter box. I fold the laundry and put it away, and clean the bathroom, and do the grocery shopping, and take out the trash and recycling most times. I don't ask him to do anything. I don't bitch. I just do it.
I don't mind doing it. I really don't. And no offence to anyone, but personally, I know that if I'm doing it, its getting done right. Not that he wouldn't do it right, I'm just weird like that.
Anyway, he'll make dinner, and make a mess all over the stove. I get home, and clean it. He finishes off what ever and leaves the container on the dishwasher instead of opening the back door and tossing it into the bin. So, I do it. He gives Jake a bath, and leaves the towel in the middle of the living room. He changes into his pajama's and leaves his clothes on the dining room table. I round it all up and put it in the washer. And to my chagrin, he's managed to stuff the washer so full during the day, I have to take stuff out of it to run it, since he couldn't be bothered to do it.
But I don't complain. I just do it.
And this is why I don't complain:
He will take my car from time to time. Which is fine. And he'll listen to my cd's. Which is fine. I keep them in a case in the door compartment. But instead of putting them back into the case and back into the door compartment, he just throws them on the seat, or on the console and they end up on the floor and damaged and scratched. Well I made the ultimate mistake the other day and asked him to please put them back when he is done with them since they are getting ruined.
You would have thought I had asked him to chop off his dick and use it as an antenea! Flipping out on me....trying to JUSTIFY to me why it is OK for him not to put them back! I was astounded! Then he gives me the cocky irritated attitude he always gives me when he's pissed off, talking to me only when I ask him a question, and responding with clipped one word answers. All this because I asked him to have a little respect for my stuff.
It doesn't end there. Oh no, then, that night he is texting me while he is at work (The only time he'll talk to me is via text, not to my face, like I said, childish shit) Making it out like I YELLED at him. (Which I didn't, I asked him very nicely, in a nonchalant manner) Then going on that he can't do anything right and he gives up, and he'll never be good enough and I'm such a horriable person because I'm not nice to him and yadda yadda yadda,
Well, I lost it. I'm so SICK and FUCKING TIRED of the me me me childish crying BULLSHIT! SHUT THE FUCK UP I wanted to say! I told him flat out he IS acting like a child. And I reminded him of EVERYTHING that I do, and asked him to recall the last time HE did any of these things, of course he didn't have an answer. I am MORE then nice to him. i do EVERYTHING short of wiping his ASS for him, and this is the bullshit I get? I ask him to have one fucking shred of respect for me and my things and he flips the fuck out and acks like a third grader? I was PISSED!
So this back and forth text nonsense went on for HOURS! Finally, I just had had enough. He was having a pitty party for himself at the end about how I don't love him and he's "apparently not good enough" for me. I told him good night and I love him. He texted me back "No you don't" and some other childish shit and I went to bed.
I didn't fall asleep it almost 630 am (I'm still not sleeping well at all)
Got up in the morning, getting the silent treatment. What ever.
All day, we didn't say 2 words to each other. Then when I get to work he texts me something. I answer and then that was that.
I get home, he goes to work...silent treatment....then he's texting me again.
Fuck that. You got something to say, say it to my face. I have my big girl panties on and I'm not going to subject myself to this middle school shit.
So I pretty much ignore him. I'm not going to play nicey nice via text message when he can't respect me enough to talk to me face to face. Well, he gets pissed off and sends me something about "well I'll let you go so you can go talk bad about me on open diary lol. have fun. love ya"
I just ignored him. I'm not going to let him provoke me like that. Childish. Selfish. SO CHILDISH!!! And condesending, rude, and just trying to instigate an argument! WHY???? What the FUCK! All this because I asked him to put my CD's back when he is done with them? ALL THIS??? REALLY??? Are you KIDDING ME??? OMG, good thing I didn't ask him to take out the trash!!!!
The other day, I was folding laundry, and he stood there. not helping. I asked him to please put the pile of towels in the bathroom, since he was 2 steps away from it. He says "What am I your slave?"
And another time, I took Jake upstairs with me so he could play up there while I put the laundry away, so he wouldn't bother Hemen while he was playing his video game or what ever. Hemen comes up stairs and lays on the bed with Jake and watches me put the laundry away. Never helped. I didn't ask him to.
But then he'll bitch he is bored and has no life and nothing to do....
Fuckin-A Help me! |
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