So here I am, on day 2. I have sooooo many things going on in my life these days that I completely forgot to check in this morning. The reason why I am blogging at 11:30 at night.
I have already made a few mistakes, but I am only human, right? I forgot to wake up telling myself it will be a great day.
That could have been the reason why my Husband and I got into it lightly shortly after waking up. It was nonsense really. It was about our couple massage we got today, and how he's not comfortable with another guy massaging him or me. I told him that it really wouldn't bother me. Well it was pretty much a pointless argument because we both had females.
I didn't really think about it from his point of view at the time. I mean, I really wouldn't feel all that great about another girl massaging him either, but that would be under certain circumstances. I am not worried about what he will do because I trust him so, that I know he wouldn't do anything, but I don't trust the other. Maybe that is how he feels about it with me.
We also got into it this evening. Firstly, I'll say it is so hard being a parent! It is probably the hardest job out there. It just doesn't seem like men who work and the women who stay home with the kids, just don't understand how hard it really is. Well anyways, I was just starting to feel soooo overwhelmed. The tv was blaring, my son was bouncing off the walls, and my daughter was exhausted. I was just ready to get them to bed so Husband and I could spend time together. It ended up with me telling him that I get so stressed out to this point that I just want him to help me. It is so hard to take care of the house, two kids, cooking, and school that I just get so overwhelmed. I need help! I hate having a dirty house on top of it all. So after I said that, he assumed I said he was lazy and whatnot, and I simply told him that wasn't the case at all. I just need some help! He cleaning up the dishes and tidied up in the kitchen, while I got the living room and kids bathroom clean. It makes me feel soo much better when my house is clean. It is more comfortable and settles my nerves.
Atlas, the day is just about over. Husband has tucked himself in bed, and I am about to join. So much for that relaxing massage today. I feel the stress building up once again.
I just want these pity arguments to cease. I mean, it is not really possible for them to NEVER happen, but it could be just less. We are suppose to be a team, dammit. But more than not, we find each other in a cat fight.
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