So this is my rant for the week.
I went to my best friends’ house in Arkansas this last weekend so I could just get away. I wanted to leave on Friday but couldn’t because my daughter had girl scouts. No big deal I figured I would leave first thing Saturday morning. Well I ended up leaving around noon which put me at her house around 1 pm. Which is fine but I had to leave the next morning by 10 so I could be back for my son’s baseball practice at noon, which by the way got canceled with no warning. Some would say it was not worth going down for a visit for less than 24 hours but I needed to get a way. Did I mention it wasn’t “me time” because I took my kids with me? Which I do not mind, my kids go everywhere with me because I do not have a sitter and my husband is either working or just doesn’t want to have to take care of them himself. Well, I did enjoy my time. I made sure my house was completely clean before I left so he could pick up what little dishes or laundry he used and I wouldn’t have a lot to do when I got home. Surprisingly enough my husband survived. He actually cooked. Which now that I think about, I would have rather he’d gone out to eat instead. I come home and see that he dirty dishes were still in the sink from the night before and the pans were still on the stove. I didn’t say anything at first because I figured he would clean it. Well, that evening (Sunday) I told him that the house was clean before I left and I would appreciate it if he would clean up his mess. He said he would get it done don’t worry. So I waited and waited and nothing got done. So I rinsed the dishes and loaded them into the dishwasher, swept and mopped the floor, bleached all the counters, and cleaned the stove. However, I did tell him he could clean the pans, because when he cooks stuff gets really stuck to the bottoms. Again, he said he would get to it. So I went to bed and he continued to play his video games. I wake up Monday morning and they still weren’t done and I was NOT going to do them. At this point I was pretty agitated but I didn’t go into the kitchen so it would not bother me so much…you know out of site out of mind. Again, he played his video games when he had some down time from work and didn’t clean the pans. This was last night (Monday). Well, tonight, I had it, I cleaned the kitchen as normal and told him that the dishes he dirtied were still there and I would appreciate it if he would wash them. They sat there for 2 days. I know I should have or could have washed them but I do that all the time. He is a big boy and he can pick up after himself. He made the excuse that he let them set that long in water so they would be easier to clean. Which anyone who has done dishes knows you don’t have to let them set that long, you just have to put some elbow grease behind it. Well, of course he says that he would have got to it if I wouldn’t have said anything and I always have to have something to gripe about. I do not know what to do any more. I feel like we are always arguing and he says it is always completely my fault. I have my faults, I admit, but so does he and he won’t admit that some of my gripping is his fault. I am so stressed out!!
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