I rarely ever talk about my husband on my blog. I don't intentionally avoid talking about him, there just isn't much to say most days. He works, I stay at home, we argue about silly stuff, and then we go to bed. But I am going to talk about my husband today - not because I want to brag about how great he is, but because he has been annoying the crap out of me.
My husband can be very selfish when it comes to free time. I take the kids to the museum or the aquarium or an indoor activity center on a regular basis. On those days, he'll have an hour or two of free time. I don't mind him having free time, but where is my free time? Sometimes he'll take Porgie grocery shopping with him on Sundays, but Izzy always stays home with me. Seriously, I cannot remember the last time I was in this house ALONE.
Also, my husband likes to buy lots of stupid shit for himself. He is always buying DVDs he never watches, electronics he only uses a few times, and retarded eBay purchases that are a complete waste of money. I try to refrain from saying anything because he works very hard to keep our little family afloat. But I find it difficult to not get annoyed.
And don't even get me started on his stupid fucking conspiracy theories.
Where is all this anger toward him coming from? Well, we had a huge fight the other night about our trip to Kentucky in December. I don't really want to get into all the details, but the fight basically revolved around him getting drunk with his friends in KY and me staying home to watch the kids. I guess I just assumed that we would be visiting family and friend TOGETHER. I didn't know that my husband had this whole other agenda planned. Fucking bastard.
Sorry for unloading my anger and frustration onto you.