I can't even stand to be in the same room with him. I love him. I do. There's no question about it. But he is a blithering idiot if he thinks I'm going to live this way forever.
HE was the one who decided HE wasn't sure about our marriage. HE was the one who thought we needed to be "out of each others hair". So we came to an agreement about how we were going to "live". Basically when he's here I either leave the house or I stay in my sanctuary. My bedroom. Note I say "my" bedroom. Because God knows I haven't shared a bed with him in months.
Now since I need to be "out of his hair" while he's here this means that WHEN HE IS HERE a lot of the household responsibilities fall on his soldiers. When he's here. Which let's face isn't very much. He works 12-16 hours a day, Monday through Friday. And I'm not saying he doesn't deserve credit for working hard but dammit I work hard too! And I don't a get paid for it.
So it's the weekend. I've been in my room most the day. To hear him tell it he can handle everything I do and what he does AND he can do it better. Really?? Well he dropped the ball today. It's now 10:15 PM and the 7, 9 and 10 year old are JUST going to bed. The nine year old JUST did his homework a half hour ago. I'm sorry but these things should have been done HOURS ago!!! His excuse. "I didn't know he had homework." Seriously??? DID YOU ASK????????? Of course he didn't. Because he doesn't think about these things!!
Oh he'll spout off about what a wonderful Dad he is. And he is. When it comes to playing and doing the fun things. But when it comes to the work? The responsibilities?? He's CLUELESS!!! The man doesn't even know what clothing belongs to which kid. Except Sydney's. But hello!! She's the only girl. Her clothes are distinctive.
Ask him when a doctor's appointment is, when Syd has cheerleading practice, what time the kids have to be at CCD and he has NO CLUE. The kids have been going to CCD since SEPTEMBER. Yet this morning he still needed to ask me what time Sydney and Brendan needed to be there. NINE O'CLOCK!!!!!! The same time they've had to be there every other Sunday morning for the last seven months!
Look I'm not saying I'm perfect. I'm the first person to stand up and admit I am NOT perfect. No one is. All I'm saying is that in the last several months this man has made me feel like every single thing wrong in our marriage is my fault. BULL. SHIT.
It takes two to tango sweetheart and there's plenty of blame to go around.