Wednesday, September 8, 2021

It's type or kill him...

 These are my options right now.... everything has managed to piss off my darling husband lately. 

Last night - it was camp cake, I don't know by looking at two lumps of tin foil which one has cherries and which one does not -- OPEN IT AND FIND OUT.... like I did.  It is not so freaking hard to deal with life yourself.  But apparently it is... 

Today has been been very interesting my sister calls at 8:15 in the morning... she needs someone to be with her daughter while she takes the the 12th vacation this summer.  With her boy toy - this would be the second one with him. My sister's darling ex-husband doesn't want to deal with his own daughter -- so I volunteered to go up and stay with her.  I tell my darling husband this information -- his response.  So you're not going into the office next week?   No - but its not a major thing.

Then he says - why do you need to go in at all?  I said that the senior management is strongly recommended that we start to come in several days a week.  He basically asked why do I go it at all??  Because if I don't get out of this house for a couple of days I will murder him. 

I know what he is thinking - it is inconvenient for his royal highness to get home and take care of the dog before I get home.... poor baby.  You have to take care of a dog you wanted, do SOMETHING. 

Mom has texted she's going to kill my father so it might be something in the air lately.  My father forgot the beach chairs - she's stressed about the trip the entire process but she won't let some things go. 

I did tell him to unplug what ever has crawled up his ass lately and chill the F out... but we know that isn't going to happen. 

All right --- logging off for now... he's upstairs and frankly he stay there all night. 


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