WTF...........
I took Alexis to see the gastro doc a month ago; he requested a Barion's Enema for her. The doctor said that she needs to get plenty of exercise to help improve the muscle tone in her colon. She wants her walking at least a mile per day. I started taking her walking at the parks and the school immediately afterwards, but that soon stopped because he threw a temper tantrum about us not being home, and how stupid it was. He was just going to buy her a treadmill. He proceeded to start looking on ebay and craigslist for treadmills for sale. Nothing ever came of that....big surprise there.
So......I saw that Walmart has a treadmill for $277. They also began having layaway again this week. Because Alyssa also needs to start an exercise program pronto for her weight, I thought this would be a great thing to buy! So, I mentioned it to him Saturday night. Now....I am a flipping idiot for wanting to spend money on something like that. Walking is free after all, why do I want to waste money like that...see, that is why I never have any money and why we will never own anything. Also why he could never have a joint account with me (little does he know I am not stupid enough to put my money into an account with his name on it...not the way he likes to spend on his "toys" and "projects" and not the way he likes to withhold money from me.) So, anyway suddenly the treadmill is a bad idea?! It was HIS idea to begin with!!
Then last night....he had to work all weekend because they didn't get their job finished this week. This already had him in a pissy mood. I woke up early yesterday morning and thought I would surprise the family with breakfast for dinner. Everyone is always complaining (including him) that we never have breakfast foods anymore--I honestly never have time to cook breakfast. I ran to the grocery store first thing in the morning, before the girls were even up. I got bacon, eggs, scrapple, sausage, and pancake mix so they could have their first (and probably last) breakfast in a long time. He gets home at 5:30 while I am in the middle of cooking the food. I take him his drink in the bedroom and ask if he is going to his shop or if he would like to eat dinner. He says "what are you making' (like he couldn't smell the bacon cooking?) I tell him breakfast. His reply is "I've worked all fucking day! What makes you think I want to eat fucking breakfast now?! Jesus Christ." So, okay, rather than fight with him, I leave the room and go start fixing him something else. He leaves, slamming doors and giving me shitty looks the whole time. Comes home with Chinese food for himself and won't speak to me at all. I guess it is my fault he had to go get Chinese again?
Now, I call him this morning to let him know I am off work (if I don't let him know he will pitch a fit!) He asks me if I'm finally "over my attitude" from the night before. He is sick of me taking it out on him when the Redskins lose! WTF?! I have no idea where that came from. I don't know why he always does this. I did NOT have an attitude yesterday at all...not even when he acted like a baby over the food. Not even when I had to cook a second meal that wasn't eaten anyway. Not even when I had to clean up his Chinese mess. Not even when he gave me the silent treatment. I am so sick of his bad behavior being turned around to me having an attitude problem for something stupid. I couldn't give a rat's ass that the Skins lost again. UGGGHHHH........
So......I saw that Walmart has a treadmill for $277. They also began having layaway again this week. Because Alyssa also needs to start an exercise program pronto for her weight, I thought this would be a great thing to buy! So, I mentioned it to him Saturday night. Now....I am a flipping idiot for wanting to spend money on something like that. Walking is free after all, why do I want to waste money like that...see, that is why I never have any money and why we will never own anything. Also why he could never have a joint account with me (little does he know I am not stupid enough to put my money into an account with his name on it...not the way he likes to spend on his "toys" and "projects" and not the way he likes to withhold money from me.) So, anyway suddenly the treadmill is a bad idea?! It was HIS idea to begin with!!
Then last night....he had to work all weekend because they didn't get their job finished this week. This already had him in a pissy mood. I woke up early yesterday morning and thought I would surprise the family with breakfast for dinner. Everyone is always complaining (including him) that we never have breakfast foods anymore--I honestly never have time to cook breakfast. I ran to the grocery store first thing in the morning, before the girls were even up. I got bacon, eggs, scrapple, sausage, and pancake mix so they could have their first (and probably last) breakfast in a long time. He gets home at 5:30 while I am in the middle of cooking the food. I take him his drink in the bedroom and ask if he is going to his shop or if he would like to eat dinner. He says "what are you making' (like he couldn't smell the bacon cooking?) I tell him breakfast. His reply is "I've worked all fucking day! What makes you think I want to eat fucking breakfast now?! Jesus Christ." So, okay, rather than fight with him, I leave the room and go start fixing him something else. He leaves, slamming doors and giving me shitty looks the whole time. Comes home with Chinese food for himself and won't speak to me at all. I guess it is my fault he had to go get Chinese again?
Now, I call him this morning to let him know I am off work (if I don't let him know he will pitch a fit!) He asks me if I'm finally "over my attitude" from the night before. He is sick of me taking it out on him when the Redskins lose! WTF?! I have no idea where that came from. I don't know why he always does this. I did NOT have an attitude yesterday at all...not even when he acted like a baby over the food. Not even when I had to cook a second meal that wasn't eaten anyway. Not even when I had to clean up his Chinese mess. Not even when he gave me the silent treatment. I am so sick of his bad behavior being turned around to me having an attitude problem for something stupid. I couldn't give a rat's ass that the Skins lost again. UGGGHHHH........
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