There are few moments of peace in my life these days. Max is incredibly active (see yesterday's post), Dylan is a typical, demanding four-year-old, my job is stressful, my house is a mess that won't sell, etc. etc.
I try to grab peace where I can. Like, first thing in the morning. I wake up before the kids, go downstairs to get a cup of coffee, and get back in my warm bed to wake up slowly with my hot drink and my laptop. I check email, catch up on blogs, and get ready for the chaos of the day.
Michael, however, insists on destroying my me-time by listing all of the things I need to do (laundry, straightening, dry cleaners, food shopping) and complaining about all of the things I don't (forgetting to make coffee the night before, leaving items on top of the hampers, making it TERRIBLY HARD for him to lift the lids and place dirty clothes inside, etc.). News flash: hearing about chores, tasks and my shortcomings as your personal housekeeper does not make my day start off on a positive note. It makes me fucking pissed and cranky and unable to handle the stresses of the kids, my job, finances and general life.
Not a good day.
I try to grab peace where I can. Like, first thing in the morning. I wake up before the kids, go downstairs to get a cup of coffee, and get back in my warm bed to wake up slowly with my hot drink and my laptop. I check email, catch up on blogs, and get ready for the chaos of the day.
Michael, however, insists on destroying my me-time by listing all of the things I need to do (laundry, straightening, dry cleaners, food shopping) and complaining about all of the things I don't (forgetting to make coffee the night before, leaving items on top of the hampers, making it TERRIBLY HARD for him to lift the lids and place dirty clothes inside, etc.). News flash: hearing about chores, tasks and my shortcomings as your personal housekeeper does not make my day start off on a positive note. It makes me fucking pissed and cranky and unable to handle the stresses of the kids, my job, finances and general life.
Not a good day.
Aaaaaack. Dude: May I suggest picking up some flowers on your way home tonight? Just sayin'.
(Good thing he's cute, right?) ;)
Posted by: Mir | Wednesday, July 19, 2006 at 11:33 AM
Definitely not the way to start the day. I hope it has improved since then.
Posted by: mothergoosemouse | Wednesday, July 19, 2006 at 11:35 AM
Sigh. Just hearing it makes me want to go back to bed and ignore the list in my head.
Posted by: Lauren | Wednesday, July 19, 2006 at 04:50 PM
what happened to "if you see it needs to be done, do it!"? He sees that there are clothes in his way to get into the hamper, put them in the washing machine to make room for the clothes your putting in the hamper, your not the only person in the house that can turn a nob or 3 and pour detergent and close the lid right? tell me the man is that smart?
Posted by: kyoot | Thursday, July 20, 2006 at 08:06 AM
I totally feel you, I have a 4 year old and a active 18 month old, full time job and house for sell and tones of stress with everything else. I am taking certain steps to help my situation, see if any of them help you.
My husband and I go on dates once a month for 4 hours so we could have an adult talk.
We have duties assigned to each other so there is no grey area about the chores.
Also having a cleaning lady has helped us in our situation.
I step out of the house in the morning and go to gym which gives me my time and this has helped me a lot.
Also letting him know that I am as busy as you are so please help me so we are a happy family.
I think my relationship has improved in last few months with all these measures.
Again I am not trying to tell you what to do but I guess being a mom I have to vent it out.
Thanks
Priti
Posted by: Priti | Thursday, July 20, 2006 at 08:12 AM
Danielle, I hope today is better for you! Are you going to make the AA Art Fair this week?
Posted by: Sam Iam | Thursday, July 20, 2006 at 09:51 AM
Thanks Sam! Today is much better. Nope, I NEVER go to the Art Fair. I hate stuff like that. Too hot, too many annoying people, too much shlock. Have I mentioned the fact that I'm a people-hating hermit at heart?? :-)
Posted by: foodmomiac | Thursday, July 20, 2006 at 09:56 AM
Now, you made MY day better! I'm still laughing.
Posted by: Sam Iam | Thursday, July 20, 2006 at 11:16 AM