Mean
I am mean again. Seems no one likes me ever. I worked 40 hours in 4 days. So did my husband. In addition I got the brakes checked on the car, did a load of laundry, cooked 4 meals for everyone, got groceries, arranged to pick up Joey's girlfriend today, remembered to contact the guy who was reserving the campsite for us this weekend, plugged in the camper so the fridge and freezer would cool down and be packed, paid the bills, and watered the garden every day and picked the things that were ripe.
What did my husband do...folded one load of laundry and emptied the dishwasher once, oh I emptied it once too.
Last night he comes in and starts in about when are we picking up Mara, when are we leaving, what are we eating.....I snapped at him that we were leaving in less than 24 hours and maybe some of this planning should have been done sooner. He says well he will pick up Mara at 2:30. I tell him no I already arranged to pick her up at 5pm. He says he will just get ahold of her and set it up for 2:30. I got mad. Told him no. I had already taken care of it and he couldn't go change it now. My son wanted to know why not and I told him because I had had to do all the work and no one ever helped. Said it made me want to just stay home all the time and never plan to go anywhere.
I got told I was mean. Well I guess I just am. I spend hours setting up activities with no help what so ever and then people are unhappy when I am done and complain. Maybe they should help once in a while. I get it from coworkers too. I take on a project that everyone refuses to do and then when I am done they want to know why I did it "that" way.
I want to help. I want to get things done and make things happen. I resent doing it alone true, but it isn't that so much. It is the constant nitpicking they all do about it after. I forgot this, didn't do that, this isn't at the time they wanted. A big thank you for doing it and it is great would make me happy.
Then of course my husband knowing he was in the dog house asks what he can do to help and I tell him pack the camper. He says what and I tell him the food. He says what food. My son tells him there are grocery bags in the fridge, yup been there two days and I know he has used the fridge, but never saw them. He takes out the one bag on the counter and the pots and pans and guess what I woke up to, all the food still in the fridge....Yup didn't move a thing. I am mad about it so once again I am just mean.
What did my husband do...folded one load of laundry and emptied the dishwasher once, oh I emptied it once too.
Last night he comes in and starts in about when are we picking up Mara, when are we leaving, what are we eating.....I snapped at him that we were leaving in less than 24 hours and maybe some of this planning should have been done sooner. He says well he will pick up Mara at 2:30. I tell him no I already arranged to pick her up at 5pm. He says he will just get ahold of her and set it up for 2:30. I got mad. Told him no. I had already taken care of it and he couldn't go change it now. My son wanted to know why not and I told him because I had had to do all the work and no one ever helped. Said it made me want to just stay home all the time and never plan to go anywhere.
I got told I was mean. Well I guess I just am. I spend hours setting up activities with no help what so ever and then people are unhappy when I am done and complain. Maybe they should help once in a while. I get it from coworkers too. I take on a project that everyone refuses to do and then when I am done they want to know why I did it "that" way.
I want to help. I want to get things done and make things happen. I resent doing it alone true, but it isn't that so much. It is the constant nitpicking they all do about it after. I forgot this, didn't do that, this isn't at the time they wanted. A big thank you for doing it and it is great would make me happy.
Then of course my husband knowing he was in the dog house asks what he can do to help and I tell him pack the camper. He says what and I tell him the food. He says what food. My son tells him there are grocery bags in the fridge, yup been there two days and I know he has used the fridge, but never saw them. He takes out the one bag on the counter and the pots and pans and guess what I woke up to, all the food still in the fridge....Yup didn't move a thing. I am mad about it so once again I am just mean.
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I\'ve gotten mad at someone today... Even though I can\'t stand being here in Utah, this person that I fell for I can\'t believe is going to have this twenty year old over me, I didnt even mean say what I did I am usually better at controlling my mouth when they asked what I meant by what I said I responded sorry I\'m having a senior moment. It takes me longer than others to get over people I guess. I\'m still looking forward to this other person but they do not answer their Skype. Sometimes no matter how hard you hold it in you just need to vent :(