Things have not been so good the past few days. I feel as though we have outgrown this teeny space. Every night we argue. We only see each other about 2 hours a day, and we live together. I'm beginning to think that we made a mistake.
He seems to think that I am somehow blessed to just be in his presence, that he doesn't have to be nice to me, pay me any sort of positive attention, or perform any responsibilities aside from sitting on his ass playing video games.
I came home from class at 10:30 last night and the little one was awake-- eating a lollipop. I got angry, because why would you give a 16-month-old candy at 10 p.m. when she should be in bed already? Of course she didn't go to bed until 1, and of course it was me who had to put her to bed.
Then I got bitched at because she figured out how to scale the entertainment center and pressed buttons on the X-Box. Like I let her do it on purpose
Believe it or not, I occasioanlly have to use the bathroom or get a drink.
And let's not even talk about the election. I will be undecided until I walk into the voting booth, but heaven forbid I try to have a conversation with my husband about it.
I don't know if I'm just irritated and stressed out, or if we really have problems. I don't always feel like this, but when I do I just want to throw a fit in the middle of the living room and scream "I WANT A DIVORCE!" Hopefully getting away to his parents' house this weekend will be good-- we won't be on top of each other all the time, and we'll have mini-dates.
My apologies for not commenting today, but I have all the patience of a hungry toddler.
He seems to think that I am somehow blessed to just be in his presence, that he doesn't have to be nice to me, pay me any sort of positive attention, or perform any responsibilities aside from sitting on his ass playing video games.
I came home from class at 10:30 last night and the little one was awake-- eating a lollipop. I got angry, because why would you give a 16-month-old candy at 10 p.m. when she should be in bed already? Of course she didn't go to bed until 1, and of course it was me who had to put her to bed.
Then I got bitched at because she figured out how to scale the entertainment center and pressed buttons on the X-Box. Like I let her do it on purpose
Believe it or not, I occasioanlly have to use the bathroom or get a drink.
And let's not even talk about the election. I will be undecided until I walk into the voting booth, but heaven forbid I try to have a conversation with my husband about it.
I don't know if I'm just irritated and stressed out, or if we really have problems. I don't always feel like this, but when I do I just want to throw a fit in the middle of the living room and scream "I WANT A DIVORCE!" Hopefully getting away to his parents' house this weekend will be good-- we won't be on top of each other all the time, and we'll have mini-dates.
My apologies for not commenting today, but I have all the patience of a hungry toddler.
I hope your weekend does prove to be a nice get away.
have fun at the rents'.