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So. Hi.
I guess it's been a while, but not a whole lot going on. Seeing all the shit going on over at ElJay made me remember about this, and I do want to get some things off my chest.
The biggest one, is my beloved husband. I love him more than anything. But I am so fucking furious with him right now, I can't stand it. For the past 3 months he has been working roughly 70-80 hour work weeks. Yes, you read that right. So, his schedule is that he leaves at about 6-7am, and if he's lucky, he'll be home by 7. Sometimes 8. He comes home, he *might* eat something, surf for half an hour, and then go to bed. And then on the weekends, he works for a few hours more. He's so tired, we can't do anything. We missed going to Lollapalooza when we had 3 day passes because of this. Our house looks like a pigsty, and I haven't cooked anything in weeks, because I don't know if he's even going to be home to eat it. I'm so worried about him, it's passed into anger. I just want to cry, and I don't know what to do to make it better. So I play the Supportive Wife™ role, and just wait it out. I guess. I'm just so worried, and that's why I'm so angry and upset.
And I'm losing patients again. I keep telling myself it's because of the economy, but it's really, really, REALLY hard to watch T with 3-5 patients a day, and I might have one. Again, I don't know what to do. So, Supportive Business Partner™ to the rescue!
And then there was the weekend with my parents. When did they turn into old people? My dad especially. He's turned into this bitter old man, where if something is not within his personal experience, it's a lie, and bullshit made up by the Ebol Libruls. All he does all day is listen to Limbaugh, and he's completely brainwashed by this point. At least he knew this time to not start any shit ("Don't you care about protecting America's borders?" Me: *head asplode* *piece of soul dies*), cause I had my car with me, and I would have LEFT. When did he lose all of his empathy? Or at least understanding that his life =/= everyone else's? At one point, they were arguing like the old radio plays of The Bickersons (look 'em up, they're hilarious) about whether or not a 5 y.o. should go to his grandfather's funeral. Then they started throwing acorns at each other. I just poured myself another glass of wine and ducked out of the line of fire. I guess it's part of growing up, realizing that your parents are not stuck in a time-warp of awesome, like they were when you were 8. We don't likes it, we don't!
On the upside, my sister took her board exam for OT today, already has a job lined up, and a cool sounding pre-school for the Spawn. So shout out a SQUEE! for her!
R is moving out this weekend, and I'm really very happy for her. Sucks about the bankruptcy ruling, but it's really the only route left for her to take. Gonna be weird for her not to be here, and it's going to be lonely next week when the Husband Unit is on a business trip. Thank god for WoW.
And other upsides, the cats continue to be adorable, while simultaneously full of EVIL. Pala is so tiny, I just think her EVIL is more concentrated. As long as they continue to eat the millipede invasion, I can live with her plans for World Domination (at least at the Middle Management level). Now if I could only get Callan to stop playing with his mouse right under my desk at my feet...
Yay for Fall!
eta: I promise my next post won't be so full of whinging. Promise! I might even add in some sparkle ponies! But no gnomes. They're an aberration.
I guess it's been a while, but not a whole lot going on. Seeing all the shit going on over at ElJay made me remember about this, and I do want to get some things off my chest.
The biggest one, is my beloved husband. I love him more than anything. But I am so fucking furious with him right now, I can't stand it. For the past 3 months he has been working roughly 70-80 hour work weeks. Yes, you read that right. So, his schedule is that he leaves at about 6-7am, and if he's lucky, he'll be home by 7. Sometimes 8. He comes home, he *might* eat something, surf for half an hour, and then go to bed. And then on the weekends, he works for a few hours more. He's so tired, we can't do anything. We missed going to Lollapalooza when we had 3 day passes because of this. Our house looks like a pigsty, and I haven't cooked anything in weeks, because I don't know if he's even going to be home to eat it. I'm so worried about him, it's passed into anger. I just want to cry, and I don't know what to do to make it better. So I play the Supportive Wife™ role, and just wait it out. I guess. I'm just so worried, and that's why I'm so angry and upset.
And I'm losing patients again. I keep telling myself it's because of the economy, but it's really, really, REALLY hard to watch T with 3-5 patients a day, and I might have one. Again, I don't know what to do. So, Supportive Business Partner™ to the rescue!
And then there was the weekend with my parents. When did they turn into old people? My dad especially. He's turned into this bitter old man, where if something is not within his personal experience, it's a lie, and bullshit made up by the Ebol Libruls. All he does all day is listen to Limbaugh, and he's completely brainwashed by this point. At least he knew this time to not start any shit ("Don't you care about protecting America's borders?" Me: *head asplode* *piece of soul dies*), cause I had my car with me, and I would have LEFT. When did he lose all of his empathy? Or at least understanding that his life =/= everyone else's? At one point, they were arguing like the old radio plays of The Bickersons (look 'em up, they're hilarious) about whether or not a 5 y.o. should go to his grandfather's funeral. Then they started throwing acorns at each other. I just poured myself another glass of wine and ducked out of the line of fire. I guess it's part of growing up, realizing that your parents are not stuck in a time-warp of awesome, like they were when you were 8. We don't likes it, we don't!
On the upside, my sister took her board exam for OT today, already has a job lined up, and a cool sounding pre-school for the Spawn. So shout out a SQUEE! for her!
R is moving out this weekend, and I'm really very happy for her. Sucks about the bankruptcy ruling, but it's really the only route left for her to take. Gonna be weird for her not to be here, and it's going to be lonely next week when the Husband Unit is on a business trip. Thank god for WoW.
And other upsides, the cats continue to be adorable, while simultaneously full of EVIL. Pala is so tiny, I just think her EVIL is more concentrated. As long as they continue to eat the millipede invasion, I can live with her plans for World Domination (at least at the Middle Management level). Now if I could only get Callan to stop playing with his mouse right under my desk at my feet...
Yay for Fall!
eta: I promise my next post won't be so full of whinging. Promise! I might even add in some sparkle ponies! But no gnomes. They're an aberration.
