Well, I usually have alot to say on Wednesdays whether it’s for Chief at Hiding from the Kids …..
or for the gals over at Blue Monkey Butt…..
Apparently I’m in the need for a vacay….somewhere warm…somewhere far away….somewhere quiet…..
I don’t have any hilarious stories for you, but I may have a few What I Meant To Say moments…they were brief….they were not fun….but they were REAL.
For example, when I came home from the grocery store, made 3 trips into the house to carry them in, put them all away including the meat (yuk, disgusting raw meat!!), washed the dishes that were in the sink….then, and only then, did my spouse appear and ask:
“Is there anything else to bring in?”
Me: “Are you serious??”
What I meant to say: “Fuck you.”
Done. Seriously, this is on on-going issue. I suppose if he is lurking around and reading my blog, he might actually get it. I don’t know. It’s not like he doesn’t know how I feel about this. Trust me…we’ve had “discussions”. We just see differently on how we are supposed to “enter a house”. I feel that when one of us is out getting groceries, the other one should be somewhat aware to the point that they hear the one coming home struggling with the bags, making several trips…..
Especially if the one at home is supposed to be AWARE enough to be watching the toddlers….
He feels that the one coming home needs to “announce themselves” like he does when he comes home from work.
WHAT THE HELL? For some reason after fighting the asshats at the grocery store, nearly being run over in the parking lot, and getting flipped off for taking MY turn at the stop light….I truly don’t feel like coming in the door and saying, “Honeyyyyyy, I’m hooooooooommmmmeeeeee!” Nope, not me.
When he is coming in the door after work he is NOT carrying 20 bags of groceries…he is carrying a coffee mug and a lunch pack. He doesn’t NEED help getting in the door after work….at least I hope not! He says he “seeks me out” when he comes home. I say I am usually 10 feet from the entrance because unfortunately we do NOT live in a mansion. What’s this “seeking out” shit??
Anyhoozle…That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. It’s just one of those “we don’t see eye to eye” or “nose to nose” issues. No big deal….we all have these moments….yes? Say yes….make me feel better!!
Link up….(yeah, those buttons at the top of this post). I will be over to read yours because I need a few good laughs!! And yes, I expect some laughs!!