I am starting to REALLY not like him.
** WARNING. Biotch fest ahead. I got a little carried away, but I had to write it all out. Thanks! **
My husband is such a damn liar. He is the type that tells you what you want to hear, like you aren't going to find out otherwise. I cannot express how tired I am of him lying to me about little things.
Example. Last night, instead of me cooking, he wanted pizza. I HATE spending $25+ to eat supper in my own damn home, but I let him. He told me that he would take out the pizza boxes from the last time, along with the GD McDonald's bags. This place is so damn messy, and it is his fault. I know, I stay at home 4 days a week. But still - I would appreciate that lazyass picking up after himself! My God, put your underwear in a pile in the hall if you can't make the hamper! Lazy SOB. I am so tired of underwear and socks. I think I'll throw em all away. He can be one stinky footed free-baller for all I care!
Anyway, as always, I have to order the pizza (he really is that lazy). I ate none of it, cause I don't like pizza. Where are the boxes over 24 hours later? Where are the McDonald's bags? In my living room, scattered on the couch, and folding trays. The old boxes are in the kitchen on the counter. On the floor are THREE bags of garbage that he said he would take out. It's not that I am not able, I just wish he wouldn't lie to me. I know that he has absolutely no intention of doing anything, so why do I even bother. When will I learn not to ask anything of him? I am soooooo tired! Tired of it! He is a nice guy, and we love each other. But I can't put up with too much more of a liar.
And you know what he does instead? He plays World of Warcraft. Just like Kristen was talking about the friends? That's my husband. He doesn't want to get the baby out of the swing when she wakes up, doesn't want to put the paci back when it falls out, won't change a diaper without an act of Congress. And no lie, some days he won't hold her when he gets home. He'd rather play. He doesn't play the whole time he's online. The other portion of the time is spent of sites about WoW. Strategy? I dunno.
So when I was cooking supper I see all this mess and it makes me MAD. He calls out from the living room, asking me to rub his back and feet. "Sure." I say. I'm NOT going to do it. I can play that game too. Just now he begged me, and I told him as soon as he did what he said he would do. And now he's mad at me! AHHH!
Thanks. I REALLY needed to say that to someone other than my mom. I don't like to gripe about him to her.
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