A Letter To My Husband

To My Husband:

Did you NOT readthis post?
Do you NOT hear any words that come out of my mouth?

Well listen closely…
I
AM
NOT
A
ROBOT!

Do you understand? Or do you want me to rephrase it?
There are only so many hours in a day.
I only have 2 hands.
VS.
12 more…including yours.

So next time you come home after a long day of work…both mine and yours…because getting my new website up and running…is WORK…

And you have the AUDACITY…
To accuse me of lazy parenting…
and lazy housekeeping…
and lazy conversating (yeah…it’s a word…and besides, it fits in my rant)…
and basically pointing out, what YOU consider to be…my lack of agenda planning in my own life…

and in the next breath…
start telling me what you plan on buying if MY website ever takes off…
which, by the way, is so PRESUMPTUOUS of you…

Because if EVERYTHING about ME
Seems to OFFEND YOU so fiercely…
Then maybe I need to rethink EXACTLY…my LIFETIME agenda.

So…
If the laundry isn’t folded…JUST SO
And the dishes are sitting in the sink because the dishwasher hasn’t been emptied yet…
And the children are playing video games and only half their homework is done…
And YOU don’t like seeing that when you get home from work…

Then going downstairs…
Onto YOUR computer…
DOES
NOT
HELP
IN
THE
SOLUTION.

UNDERSTAND?
It’s NOT JUST ME.
And I REFUSE to be your fall guy.

Your Wife Whose Last Name Is NOT Stepford

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