So my other brother...came to myself and my sister's rescue shortly after my post the other day. Thank goodness for him and my SIL. They generously paid both of our shares-- so we're all set. Oh my-- thank you. Mind you, now basically my WHOLE family knows about this outrageous party and little respect is in mind for those that planned it. Oh well.
Been feeling super frustrated and unappreciatd lately. Yea, another wah wah, post- sorry. Ive mentioned many times before how I handle EVERYTHING around here. Mike basically drags the trash to the curb, snow blows the walk/driveway in the winter & mows/does all the lawn maintenance in the summer. Thats great and all...but Im busting ass 365 days of the year, and his "jobs" are sporadic. He literally will go WEEKS not lifting a finger around here. And if I do ask for him to help out, he does EXACTLY what I ask, and not a single thing more. Like this morning, I was running late for work and asked him to put Paige's yet again soaking wet sheets in the wash-- it was jammed in the overloaded hamper. What did he do? He couldnt bother taking the 40lb overstuffed hamper downstairs-- nnnooooo, your pregnant wife can do that, AGAIN. Nope, he just picked Paige's sheets out of the hamper and put them in the washer. Thats was it. Nothing further. *sigh*.
The law has been laid down. Ive had enough. I am honestly not enjoying anything in life right now, except the excitement of the pregnancy. I feel disconnected from my daughter. I have NO drive to play or hang out with her....I go in with great intentions, but get quickly driven away and irritated by her attitude or complaints about everything in the world--- or I am overburdened with cleaning up after EVERYONE after I get home from work. My husband still is not responsive to me- an issue we've had for YEARS now. We're great friends, and thats about it. I do not remember the last time he willingly gave me hug without my asking, or even touched me without my pleading. We conceived this child due to my persistency.
Ive stopped doing his laundry. Let's see how long til he notices. After a month of Paige lying to me and telling me she'll clean things up "after" she does something else and never doing said task, I had enough today. Out came the trash bag, and away went the heaps of toys on her bedroom floor. Now dont get me wrong, I dont expect her to be a neat freak. Her room is this eclectic toy crazy room. But piles of Mega Bloks and a mountain of stuffed animals prohibiting you from entering her room without breaking a bone is too far.
Yea, Im just a bitch, I guess. I'm just tired of being walked all over. I do do do and no response, everyone just assumes and expects and never helps. Even when I was barfing and miserable last month, I STILL had to lug the hamper down the basement steps, and the laundry sat on the chair in the living room for a WEEK til I was well enough to fold it. The fridge went empty cause I was unable to food shop, the floors grew dust bunnies and piles of crumbs cause I couldnt stand long enough to sweep or vacuum. The bathroom got moldy and disgusting. *Sigh*. And remember, my husband is awake at 9:30am and doesn't go to work til 3pm. He is literally home ALL DAY LONG.
OK. I need to stop and just enjoy things, but I feel too frustrated to do so. And dont get me started with work. There is a coworker there that ive bumped heads with for years that is now sending me condescending "to do" emails daily. FUCK OFF. She is higher up than me and a huge part of the money maker of our company....so of course people just tell me to suck it up. No. I didnt bust my ass for so many years to just become someone else's bitch, again.
Wow...I just realized I really am just a sucker, eh?
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