Saturday, August 21, 2010

A Rant

Why is it that I can bust my butt everyday of the week and nothing changes on the weekend. I get up every single day whenever Aiden wants to, mainly because my husband can't hear him. For example this morning...well last night hubby went to sleep before I did, so I (as usual) had to shut down the house, feed the animals, and put away food, I finally crawl in bed and he's already passed out. Then in the middle of the night Aiden comes in (as usual) and I end up with an 1/8 of the queen size bed (no joke). Then I have to deal with being kicked, prodded, smashed, overheated, and laid on the rest of what's left of the night. And THEN whenever Aiden decides it's time to get up you sure as hell better get up or listen to him cry, which makes me very grumpy to hear tears in the morning. And this morning? Yeah it was 5:50 when he turns over (after about 30 minutes of tossing and turning already) and says "get up." No. More kicking and crying. Damn it. So I bare it for as long as possible thinking maybe he'll finally just relax and go back to sleep, or just maybe husband will wake up and do it. NO. I finally loose my cool and get up and put in a movie for him to watch, still hoping he'll relax for a little bit longer while Mommy cools her jets on the amazing invention called the computer.

I'm just sick and tired of making sure crap gets done. Feeding the animals, letting the dog outside (shouldn't be a hard chore but apparently it is), cleaning up messes, throwing trash away, rinsing dishes completely, getting Aiden in a bath regularly, keeping his bedtime at 9. I love my family but they sure do piss me off every once in awhile. And I sure as hell can't ever complain that I'm ever tired because I'm expected to just push through it unless I just completely pass out in the livingroom or while putting Aiden to sleep; then I just get woken up because I need to do something. I don't dare do that because I get met with an actual bear. What the hell.

I feel unappreciated and unspecial right now, sorry for my rant, I'll probably pay for it later anyway. Again, I love my family, but they piss me off sometimes.

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