After working 2 days of 15/16 hour shifts with no lunch breaks and walking into a smelly, not cleaned up house tonight kinda irked me.
When I discovered there wasn't any beer left from a 12 pack I bought a little over a week ago I became peeved. I had not had any one of the 12 bottles of beer. Gee, I wonder who's been sucking it all down on the sly?
The "I just got home and I don't know!" attitude I got from the army boy just pissed me off.
Older son was already in bed asleep without his dog.
Then my spouse asked me if I had a day off tomorrow and I said, not really I'm just not getting paid, I got a "look". I have to shop for the Christmas dinner ingredients, pick up several necessities, get dryer sheets, find stocking stuffers, go get my paycheck, yadda yadda yadda, well, frankly that is NOT a day off.
I think men suck at this very moment. Maybe only men in my household but whatever.
Simone de Beauvoir was completely correct when she wrote "The Second Shift". A woman's work never truly ends until death.