Friday, March 12, 2010

Blame Game

Once again, it's all MY fault.


Youngest son got a job with a nearby hardware box store. Woohoo! No more "borrowing".

YS needs a copy of his birth certificate.

Since we moved in here 2 years ago, many boxes have been left packed. I have no clue where his bc is. My spouse use to have a locked file cabinet where he kept such things.

He tells me he's looked through his stuff several times(bull-choo)and he doesn't have it.

Therefore it is MY fault. As per usual.

Whenever something happens it's my fault. I'm getting freaking ass tired of it too.

Moving brings out the worst in us as a couple. Every time we move I was to get a divorce. Divorce by hatchet. Now that is cutting the ties that bind!

He doesn't do any packing until the last minute and then throws stuff in unmarked boxes and or gives it to Good Will.

So how he's sitting to the right of me, I'm on the couch and he's on the love seat. I can feel waves of anger and disgust washing over me.

I want to scream all of my displeasure of the past 23 years but I have too much self-control and because I'd end up in the looney bin. And let's just face it~looney bins have lost all cachet.

It's so joyful to have a passive/aggressive spouse. There's not enough Xanax in the world mellow him out.

Marriage really sucks.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Just Thinking

I do not want to hit my spouse with a sledge hammer.
nded up in ER
I do not want to hit my spouse with a sledge hammer.

I do not want to hit my spouse with a sledge hammer.

Maybe if I keep on thinking that I won't have the urge to find a way to shut my spouse up.

Now he's irked because I'm getting sucked in to watch Real World. I'm already sucked into 16 and Pregnant and Teen Mom.

I'm not a huge reality show fan but let's face it: MTV invented 'reality shows',and some of them are fascinating. Normally I would never watch Real World but they're in DC this season and I've never been to DC. One of the guys in the house was 'accidentally' pushed off the porch and ended up in the ER. The guy who pushed him gets violent when drunk. I wanted to know what happened after that.

Spouse looked at me in disgust and threw some of my own words about shows like Survivor and The Bachelor back in my face. Joking but not, you know what I mean.

I want a job so bad. Each day is so long without a purpose. I worked so hard in school and now I've been sitting on my ass for waaaaaaaaay too long. I hate being forced to spend every freakin' day with my spouse. Little things are magnified and my dislike of some of his basic personlity are quite unattractive. I'm sure I'm being totally annoying as well.

I'm going to be 48 in a few days and my life is a mess. No money, no job, no point.