Training is going good. I took Saturday off but I had no choice, husband worked from 7:15-4:30 and we had a date @ 6. My body needed it! Today is a CF Total: Back squat/shoulder press/deadlift for one rep max. Should feel like total ass tomorrow!
My oldest and I went to see their elementary school's production of High School Musical last night at the high school. First off- it was about 85 degrees in the theater. We got there 10 minutes early and the place was FULL. When the kids tried to sing-ugh I wanted to put on my iPod. Sounds terrible, right? I crocheted and tried to think positive. Once this was over Xan and I were going to visit my friend Susan before her FINAL chemo treatment!
After 90 minutes (SAID ONE HOUR!)the kids were taking their bows. I had my bag in my lap ready to run out of there and I grabbed my phone to see the time when I accidently answered it. It was Jon- he asks
"How many gummy bear vitamins were left in the bottle? I came inside and the bottle was empty next to Xavier."
Me: "I don't know, between 10 and 20"
Him, with attitude: "Well that's a lot- how many 10 or 20?"
Me: "You're going to have to call poison control (I'm thinking vitamin A overdose) I can't talk I'll be right out of here, call poison control"
Him: "F@ck I just finished paying off the god damned penny I can't afford the hospital again"
I hang up.
Cause really- I'm not thinking about paying a hospital bill. I'm thinking about MY FUCKING SON GETTING VIOLENTLY ILL OR WORSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I call him back when we get out. He's still pissing and moaning about calling poison control, or having to take him to the hospital and having to sit there.
Me:"I'll be right home, I'll call Susan. Is he acting OK?"
Him: "Well he's still sorta crying because he fell off the side of the tub and hit his head and leg."
WHAAAAAATTTTTT? I was gone 2 and a half hours and he can't handle this kid? And he only had ONE, I had the other one!!!!! I get home and the woman at poison control says for his age and weight it takes 84 vitamins to go to the ER. Hooray we missed the mark! Xavier was sleeping on the chair, still whimpering. My husband goes into great detail about HOW TERRIBLE it was and HOW HARD Xavier is and how he only gets into trouble when he's TIRED.
I say "I'd love to feel sorry for you, but try doing it ALL day with TWO kids ALONE for 8 hours."
Then, at 10:30pm, the power goes out. No reason, just out. We didn't have power for 2 and half hours.
Here are other things that pissed me off. After having the kids ALL day Saturday I end up dragging them to the store because his "I'll be home in an hour" Is now 2 hours. I'm on my way home and I see him playing VOLLEYBALL in our friends' yard. I drop off the kids and go home.
Before that- I sneak onto his screen name to see what the watch he was so gaga about was. I really wished I hadn't. What I found made me physically ill ever since.
We had a date on Saturday, we went to eat Indian food. At 8:15 we're done, I say "Where are we going now?" He says "I guess home. Maybe the kids are out"
FAIL.


2 comments:
He sounds so much like my husband. If I make any plans to leave the house alone, while I'm getting ready to leave he is a jerk and makes me feel guilty. Then I come home to a nightmare of a house because he was too busy surfing the internet. Then to top if off, the next morning I find out that he didn't make the boys bath before bed so now I have one more thing to do. Ridiculous! To sum it up....I can TOTALLY relate!
Men are the biggest wimps. They piss and moan over spending time with the kids and how difficult it is, yet then have zero sympathy with what we go thru on a daily basis. Mine acts shocked when he gets home and I'm angry and exhausted. I don't have a job, therefore I don't work right? I work harder now than when I was working at a real job. jeez.
end of rant.
I feel your pain.
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