doverwood

Someone to Talk To...
2005-03-27 04:45:12 (UTC)

Saturday - feels like Sunday

So a morning spent running around grocery shopping, and
then house cleaning, and then arguing - in other words a
typical saturday. DH has stomped off to bed after a
couple of drinks, slamming doors and complaining about how
much i criticize him. Ok, maybe i do, but he wastes so
much time! it totally pisses me off! Why does he have to
pick up every piece of clean laundry 3 or 4 times to see
if it's his? why can't he just sort it as he's going thru
it? this is, in my eyes, a perfect example of his typical
male selfishness. and yes, i did ask him why he did it
that way, and opined that it was inefficient - excuse me
for having an opinion! i didn't really i had been
transported back to the 1800's!

sometimes i wonder why he stays - sometimes i wonder why i
stay. it's incredibly frustrating to feel at once both
comfortable with someone and secure with their trust, and
annoyed, irritated and frustrated with them.

i just want to shake him sometimes, why can't he just be
NORMAL? he's smart, can be funny when he wants to, and
he's very articulate - but so often he's in a fog, or a
snit.

oh well, tomorrow starts in 15 minutes, and like Scarlett
O'Hara says, "i'll think about that tomorrow...."




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