Ok, let me warn you, I am about to go off on a huge rant here, so if you're not in the mood to listen to me vent just stop reading. Seriously. This will not be pretty.
For the record, I find the whole "women bitching about their husbands who never do anything" boring. Partly because my husband does do things, lots of things, really. But he also says things. Stupid things. And this little rant all stems from one of his comments. Something like "God, the house looks like we've been robbed." Ok, not something like that , EXACTLY like that.
Keep in mind, this careless little observation was made at 6:15 pm, right after I had just returned home from the gym and grocery store with both kids in a mini-snow storm. I had just gotten the kids settled at the table, started unloading and putting away all the groceries and was in the process of making dinner. Oh and did I mention that we've had a handyman-painter extraordinaire hanging around our house all day every day this week doing all kinds of work?
So I was stressed. The house was a disaster, and this comment infuriated me. Actually, I should use present tense, this comment infuriates me. I'm still mad. Ken still will not apologize. I think the term "drama queen" was thrown out.
Oh my god, I didn't think it was possible but I'm actually getting angrier as I type. The truth is, I don't mind grocery shopping or making dinner or any of the things that I do on a day-to-day basis, but I do mind it when I feel like they're being taken for granted and that comment does not come from an "I appreciate everything you do for our family" type of place.
Anyways, I'm not speaking to my husband AND we have a quadruple date planned tomorrow night with my parents and sisters. Ouch. Sorry guys, that's going to be all kinds of awkward.
Don't call this a comeback
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like I ahve been told- we can't live with 'em, we can't live without 'em and we can't SHOOT 'em!!
But we CAN eat copious amounts of Dove chocolate. And that totally helps.
Any appology yet?
For the record, taking both kids to the grocery is not something I would wish on my worst enemy!
Quasi-apology this morning. Guess I need to just let it go. It's not like you can get divorced over a comment on the state of the house. Do you think I'm totally crazy?
Not crazy at all. I think the timing of the comment is what the huge part of this problem is. For me personally, going out to the gym, then the grocery, then unpacking the car, then making dinner, feeding the kids, all during a snow storm would have already sent me into a mini-nervous breakdown. Then, to be told your house looked like it had been robbed would have sent me completely over the edge.
But, keep in mind this is coming from someone that was brought to tears at Giant Eagle on Wednesday when the check-out lady questioned where she was going to be able put all the bags of groceries b/c I already had two kids in the cart.
My advise now would be to laugh at the situation. Then, plan a time to leave Ken to tackle a similiar day of events alone and then when you you return home make some ridiculous comment. And when he says the comment is uncalled for - call him a drama queen!
Have fun on your date tonight! Still on for Sunday?
Thank god for friends like you Tara. Yes! Definitely still on for Sunday.
Maybe Ken will take the kids grocery shopping while I'm gone - ha!
What movie should we see?
I'm in for any movie...
Do any of them even have an ounce of sensitivity?? I'm really starting to wonder...
Oh that's funny. Funny in a that-happens-to-me kind of way. And I have a women's studies degree to back me up, which doesn't help as things tend to deteriorate into a heated feminist discussion on just how wrong he is.
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