Yesterday was this marvelous day. I wore cute clothes. Had a productive day at work. Took one of our reps who was visiting from the Netherlands to lunch... at my favorite Thai place... and my work paid for it. We were all gone like 2 hours. Then, my supervisor let me go home half an hour early and still get paid for a 10 hour day when I really worked like 7 and a half.
When I got home the dogs were adorable and well behaved. I got 2 loads of laundry washed and met Beth at Curves where we had a good workout, went tanning which was so relaxing I fell asleep, THEN went out to frozen yogurt. After that I cleaned the kitchen and Jerad put away like 6 loads of laundry (after
Then came today. We woke up at 6:35 and realized that no one had set an alarm and we should have been up 40 minutes ago. I took a super fast shower and managed not to rinse all of the conditioner out of my hair so it just looks dirty. The skirt I wore is falling off of me because the elastic is broken... I guess that's what you get for $1.99 in Panama. Also I put on flip flops and a tank to go with my skirt forgetting that its RAINING today.
So many weird things have happened today at work that I am trying to deal with but as soon as I make any headway, something else comes up. I met Jerad for lunch and we ended up getting into a fight... I don't even know if you would call it a fight. It was me being frustrated and him not really doing anything about it.
We met at our house, and it was raining, and when I pulled up our house was the ONLY house that still had the trash cans out on the street which put me in a bad mood because it just makes us look white trash (especially with all Jerad's crap in our driveway) and he said he would put them away this morning. Then when I got out of the car I saw that all his welding stuff was still sitting outside... in the rain... along with tools, our $300 lawnmower, and other things that he has been promising he would put away and are getting ruined in the rain. I just get so frustrated because I feel like I am the only one that notices these things. Its like he is unable to see it when the trash is over flowing, the dogs are out of water, the litterbox needs to be emptied, we need groceries. Common sense stuff. It drives me INSANE. I'll spend hours cleaning the house, then he will come home and throw stuff on the couch, track in mud cause he doesn't want to take his shoes off, and leave dishes on the counter top RIGHT NEXT TO THE SINK instead of taking the 30 seconds to wash the plate.
In case you think I may be done venting, I'm not yet. Sometimes I just really feel like I'm the "mom" in the relationship that has to tell him what to do. Its ridiculous. I get so sick of it that I try to just do things by myself (which is not fair) but I can't do everything. I do so much that he doesn't even realize. He just thinks that the floors wash themselves, the pets clean their own ears, and new contact solution, deodorant, and shampoo magically show up when he runs out. 2 weeks ago one of the sprinklers in the lawn broke. I asked if we had the part to fix it and he told me that we did and it would take about 3 minutes to fix it. Last week I noticed that our new sod was dying on one side of the yard so I watered it and asked him to check that the sprinklers were working. He told me that that side of the lawn was turned off because the sprinkler was broken... and 2 weeks later he still hasn't taken the 3 minutes to fix it.
There is also something wrong with our lawnmower. Like maybe it doesn't like being left in the rain? Or having gas put in it that was LEFT IN THE RAIN. Anyways, he mowed a strip around the lawn before it broke and then never did anything. So, our lawn is 2 different heights, looks like crap, and is dying on one side. The lawn that we just spent a few hundred dollars RE-DOING 2 months ago.
The car he bought in December? yeah, still not registered. I finally went to DMV for him and got everything he needed and paid the fee but he hasn't gotten it smogged yet because he is "too busy at work." So instead I am going to have to take time off of MY job to do it for him? That makes no sense whatsoever. There are just so many things like this and I feel like I am at my breaking point.
I am seriously PMSing so maybe thats the reason for the little Angerfest '08 but I don't know. I work almost as many hours as Jerad does and do most of the cooking and stuff around the house and all the errands like grocery shopping, the banks, the post office, and pay all the bills. On my "days off" I visit with Beth for a few hours on Friday, otherwise I spend the whole time cleaning and taking care of things. If I ask him to do anything I get this whole guilt trip about it being his "day off." Well, that's nice. Welcome to being an adult. We don't get nights, weekends and summer's off. I don't know. Something has got to change. I really do not want to be a control freak that is in charge of everything... I would love to come home and have the trash taken out and the litterbox emptied and hear something besides "what's for dinner?" the second I walk in from a 10 hour work day. Its not as bad as I'm making it sound... well I guess it is just sometimes I mind more than other times.
I have talked to a bunch of my friends who feel exactly the same way so I know its not just me feeling this way and its not just Jerad that is tunnel visioned. Anyways, he claimed he was going to call and take care of his motorcycle today (don't even get me started on how he has owned it almost a year and a half and still doesn't have the title or registration because the dealer made a mistake that he hasn't fixed yet) and set up an appointment so I can smog his car in the 2 free hours I have this week. We'll see how that goes...
Sorry for all the complaining. I don't mean to sound heartless. I do love him to death and things have been really good lately but then there is all this other stuff that is nagging away at me and I don't know how to fix. I just want to stop feeling like the only adult.