I really wish he’d get his head out of his ass for a change ! I feel like I’m his babysitter half the time, instead of his wife.
Is it just too damn much for him to clean up after himself ? If he gets a drink, he nurses it and leaves it on the floor and forgets about it untill the dogs knock it down or he’ll leave it on the counter for hours untill it’s all a drippy mess and I end up cleaning that up too. He also leave other crap all over the counter, I clean it up then he’ll complain that he can’t find it. If he fucking put it away he’d know where it was.
I expect him to pack his own lunch for work, but that’s just too difficult for him to do. He walks around the kitchen muttering to himself “What can I take ? There’s no food here.” Until he asks me what’s for lunch. This is every fucking day. It’s not that hard to find PB & J or lunch meat ! The cans of soda don’t get up and put themselves somewhere else everyday !
Last night I went out, someone gave me a donation to give to a child’s family who has very serious cancer, there will be a blood drive for the little boy today, that I’ll be going to, the woman couldn’t make it, so she gave me the donation to give to the family. I folded it up, and put it in my wallet, separate from the rest of the cash, to give them today. When I got up this morning, My husband leaves me a note saying that he took all the money out of my wallet to get fuel for the car. He also took the donation. Why in the hell did he need that much gas money ? Why didn’t he ask me about it ? I would have given him gas money ! I called him up to holler at him he said “I didn’t know, I didn’t look at how much I took.” Well that’s why he should ask ! Don’t go into my fucking pocket book !
Now I have to go to the bank, twelve miles in the other direction from the blood drive, withdraw the cash, then go to the blood drive. We live in a rural area, there’s nothing close by.
It’s just a big hassle, I wish he’d start fucking thinking a little bit !
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