I don't really want to complain today but I feel like I need to get some stuff off my mind. If you get bored, just stop reading.
We are supposed to be closing on June 30th and so that means I have less than 2 WEEKS to get everything packed. Well, this afternoon my hubby decided to tell me that he thinks we should go to a friend's daughters ball game at 8pm...so he wants me to have a late night, right? So, I tell him that I'd like KeKe in bed by 8:30pm b/c she needs to be on a schedule and I have been working on that this week and don't want to ruin any progress. I also told him I need to stay home to pack boxes. His reply is "oh, so you don't want to go?", well, duh!!!
I am the only one packing b/c he hates it and I have KeKe pulling stuff out of boxes and I only have about 12 small boxes packed...mainly books, games, crafts. When in the world am I going to get this done if I have to go somewhere all the time and when she is pulling out stuff already packed? Is it just me or do I deserve to have some help? Guess where he is right now? In our bedroom playing games on the other computer....just GRRRRRRRRRRREAAT! Oh, did I mention that he laughed when I asked him to help. Is it ok for me to be a bit upset? Well, I am and I think I am not packing another box until...well, the day of closing and then lets see who is laughing...it will be me. (heeeeheee...sh, don't tell him). Sadly though, our anniversary is Sunday with Father's Day and we are not going anywhere b/c we are trying to be good and save money for the new place and on top of not going anywhere...I think I may be a "bitty" over the weekend after the way he's acting today but hopefully I will cool down and just pack and keep my mouth shut! Why are men so mean?
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