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Why are men SUCH assholes sometimes?
I've been exhausted. Like hallucinating by 9pm exhausted. Robert's had a cold. I thought it may be allergies, but it's not apparently and it's a cold. When he wants to kiss the kids or take a bit of something I'm eating, it's "just a cold" but when I need his help at midnight because I'm going to go insane if Laszlo doesn't shut up and go to sleep, it's "I'm so sick."
A full hour later, he got up to help. Laszlo was in my bed with me, Robert was sleeping alone in Laszlo's bed. Finally he went in with him, after me struggling for hours and finally asking him an hour prior.
Then this morning he IMs me to ask me what time I got up. I told him I didn't know how to answer that because I was up so many times. Then he asked me if I RSVP'd to his friend's kids' bat/bar mitzvah. I told him I did, and told him I also returned the movie to Blockbuster he's been nagging me about. Then I said, "Anything else?"
He asked if I was pissed, I told him I was. He had no idea why. WTF?!
He IMd me yesterday to say he was sorry he was so stressed at work and sorry I was so tired, and that we'd get through this. I said, "I know." Then he pulls that? I have been listening to his work shit NON stop forever, but even more than that in the last month or so. He's miserable at this job, but he's miserable at every job. He has no memory of being miserable at all his other jobs. Um, then why do we have job ads printed out consistently from the last 10 years in your office?
In this morning's IM chat, he said that **I** was the one who said it was just a cold and that he goes by what I say all the time and it's not right. WTF x 1000000000?!?!? Do any of you recall when I got my medical degree? Cuz I sure as hell don't. How the fuck am I supposed to know if he has allergies or a cold or "something worse" as he said this morning?? Then he signs offline after saying it wasn't right and hasn't called or emailed or IMd since. That was about an hour ago. I'll be damned if I pick up the phone when he calls from lunch. I'm fuming.
I give and give and give all day to the kids and my friends and family. He gets home and demands more. And I *do* it. Then when I need just a LITTLE help last night, he did nothing for an hour and then when Ella woke up, it was 2 kids and me, so I guess he finally decided to get his ass up and get Laszlo to bed. Oh, and that's after Laszlo had a hefty dose of Benadryl because he was complaining that HIS throat hurt and was itchy and he kept clearing his throat (why he wasn't sleeping in the first place).
I just want to crawl into bed today, crank the AC, put on shitty television and be a vegetable. But that isn't gonna happen. Not even a little.
And did I mention that the fucking dogs got me up twice this morning? It's always the mornings that I need that extra sleep the most that they can't hold their pee til their normal 9:00.
Tomorrow's another day, right? Well it better be another day after some goddamn sleep.
I've been exhausted. Like hallucinating by 9pm exhausted. Robert's had a cold. I thought it may be allergies, but it's not apparently and it's a cold. When he wants to kiss the kids or take a bit of something I'm eating, it's "just a cold" but when I need his help at midnight because I'm going to go insane if Laszlo doesn't shut up and go to sleep, it's "I'm so sick."
A full hour later, he got up to help. Laszlo was in my bed with me, Robert was sleeping alone in Laszlo's bed. Finally he went in with him, after me struggling for hours and finally asking him an hour prior.
Then this morning he IMs me to ask me what time I got up. I told him I didn't know how to answer that because I was up so many times. Then he asked me if I RSVP'd to his friend's kids' bat/bar mitzvah. I told him I did, and told him I also returned the movie to Blockbuster he's been nagging me about. Then I said, "Anything else?"
He asked if I was pissed, I told him I was. He had no idea why. WTF?!
He IMd me yesterday to say he was sorry he was so stressed at work and sorry I was so tired, and that we'd get through this. I said, "I know." Then he pulls that? I have been listening to his work shit NON stop forever, but even more than that in the last month or so. He's miserable at this job, but he's miserable at every job. He has no memory of being miserable at all his other jobs. Um, then why do we have job ads printed out consistently from the last 10 years in your office?
In this morning's IM chat, he said that **I** was the one who said it was just a cold and that he goes by what I say all the time and it's not right. WTF x 1000000000?!?!? Do any of you recall when I got my medical degree? Cuz I sure as hell don't. How the fuck am I supposed to know if he has allergies or a cold or "something worse" as he said this morning?? Then he signs offline after saying it wasn't right and hasn't called or emailed or IMd since. That was about an hour ago. I'll be damned if I pick up the phone when he calls from lunch. I'm fuming.
I give and give and give all day to the kids and my friends and family. He gets home and demands more. And I *do* it. Then when I need just a LITTLE help last night, he did nothing for an hour and then when Ella woke up, it was 2 kids and me, so I guess he finally decided to get his ass up and get Laszlo to bed. Oh, and that's after Laszlo had a hefty dose of Benadryl because he was complaining that HIS throat hurt and was itchy and he kept clearing his throat (why he wasn't sleeping in the first place).
I just want to crawl into bed today, crank the AC, put on shitty television and be a vegetable. But that isn't gonna happen. Not even a little.
And did I mention that the fucking dogs got me up twice this morning? It's always the mornings that I need that extra sleep the most that they can't hold their pee til their normal 9:00.
Tomorrow's another day, right? Well it better be another day after some goddamn sleep.
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Date: 2007-08-16 02:14 pm (UTC)and how do those women you see on talk shows lay in bed all day with kids? the kids don't get into things or kill themselves? my mind boggles because i crave lazy days too. even on my most lazy day i am still not laying in bed relaxing.
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Date: 2007-08-16 02:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-16 04:06 pm (UTC)Men really, truly think everything is about them. That everything else is some orbital object in *their* universe. Not only do they think this, but they don't REALIZE they think this, or see anything wrong with thinking this if they do.
It truly, truly baffles me.
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Date: 2007-08-16 05:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-16 10:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-16 11:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-17 01:35 am (UTC)There is something I'd like to talk to you about just because I think you'd be the only one who'd kind of understand so if you're ever online I'd like it if you IM'ed my phone or my regular AIM. Leen Phone and The Leen Masheen, respectively.