Wanna know why? Well…for a multitude of reasons. Ready for my bitch and moan session…which is all that I’ve been doing lately, anyways!
I feel like I’m the obsessive wife. I am CONSTANTLY checking his email and facebook account. I’m so annoyed that because he decided to sneak to see an alleged lesbian/ex-girlfriend/perhaps not a lesbian…that STUPID ASS has made me a paranoid freakish wreck. And…this is without him even having an affair. Imagine how awful I’d be if it had been.
Yesterday, my allergies were horrible. Today…they are so bad that my voice is GONE! Which…that sucks because how am I supposed to yell at anyone? Sticking up the middle finger isn’t actually as affective as being able to scream and swear WHILE flipping the bird. SIGH.
Today was my step-sons fifth grade graduation. And…his birth mother. DID. NOT. COME!! It didn’t matter to him that I was there. Actually, he is used to me not missing anything. But…he wanted to know if and when his mother was coming. And she had the NERVE to tell me that she is a better person than me, a couple of weeks ago. Not that it bothered me when she said that…I always can use the laugh. But…if she was even close to resembling a good person. AT. ALL…she would have been at her sons elementary school graduation! Stupid, piece of garbage woman that she is!
I am so sickened by the fact that I let this whole thing with my husband bother me the way I did. But, I told him that this was the first and last time I will EVER cry from him. The next time…I leave. With my kids. Without looking back. I made it very clear, I hope, that there better NEVER be a next time. Especially if he truly loves me.
Lastly, in closing, finally…for now…
I hate that I constantly am complaining about crap, these days. Life has been kinda dark-ish, lately. Which is shadowing my blog. And…overpowering my light personality. But…I’m sure that things will work themselves out. Things always do. Right?
Well…I will just keep telling myself that.
In the meantime…I am keeping my eyes and ears peeled…just for some funny fricking blog post fodder. What is wrong with my male chauvinist son? Except that, recently, he has started telling me that he is a boy/girl. So…maybe, right now, at this very minute…he isn’t feeling very chauvinistic. Because, he’s trying to get in touch with his inner female side…maybe?