Saturday, November 12, 2011

Crap

So, I've taken enough of his attitude. I went out of my way for him and all I get in return is jerkiness. I don't feel like it's deserving.
I premade the pancake mix this morning while he was out just to be nice, got the coffee ready, took care of the kids, set him up with a list of items to pick up at the store because he was going, let him use my itouch while he's in the bathroom, was ready and had the kids ready for leaving prior to the time he wanted me to have them ready, and drove because he asked me too.
He needed a suit, so we are on our way to jcp with our kids (ages 7 and 3). I asked him if he liked my new hair cut and he said it was too short, but nice. Then he asked if I used my gift certificate. Yes. Was it more? Yes. How much more?? $60. He went into this soft tirade about how he can't believe i did that, I better like it, we don't have the same thoughts on the future and that we won't be able to buy a house next year...as we are driving out to buy him his 3rd suit.
At jcp his attitude continued. Has anyone ever enjoyed taking two young, bored children shopping and have a good time...NO. That is why some genius created target and any other place with a cart...the have seat restraints. So, the kids were being kids, I was trying to chase them, keep them under control, and offer my opinions to help him. Which he didn't take, and was doing a great job of ignoring me and the kids. I did a big sigh and that set him off. I'm done, take the kids to the car, I wanna get outta here. I explain my breath was for the kids, but, damage done. I took the kids back to the car and waited. We were to head to kohl's next. When he got in the car, I started toward the direction of kohl's. He said, I don't want to got, just go home...with attitude. Ggggrreeat.
I had to run to the drug store to pick up facewash. I also wanted beer. He has already stated he didn't want to drink this weekend. Does that mean I can't? Apparently I can't. Because I bought the beer and got the horrible speech of how I shouldn't because he doesn't.
Oh, and the pants are the wrong size. Can I go out and exchange them?? Really?? Really...

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