Venting... you don't have to reply
I'm ranting about my husband because I want to scream at him today... To avoid a fight I'm writing my emotions here other than telling him what I think and feel. He REALLY wont like that. Probably most of you out here have had one of these days with a spouse, significant other, or a family member.
My husband comes home and wants me to make him lunch. Well he gets pissy because we're out of lunch meat and we just have peanutbutter and jelly. Anyways... I'm in so much pain I can barely stand. I've been busy all afternoon making dinner taking my oldest to school and my youngest to the dentist and to a specialist for speech and hearing. We walked. My feet feel like there's a lead weight on them to begin with. I told him I'm not feeling well I my body is on fire I want to sit. He expects me to do everything for him. He's sitting down and so am I trying to relax while crocheting. He has the freaking (sorry for the language I'm so teed off right now I can spit) gal to demand to go get him a soda from the garage while he's capable enough to get off his sorry butt and get it himself. He rolls his eyes at me.
To top it all off he makes it a compition. I hurt too.... Waaaaaaaahhhhhh... "I can't (more like I don't want to) take the dog out I want to sit." I just want to sit too but I've got to take care of a four year old all day and then go to a Cub Scout Den meeting and teach nine year olds. Yes he's a mechanic, Yes he works hard. I'm not denying that. But heck for one GD moment think about how I feel. Because this stress makes me feel worse.
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