Irritated
I needed to vent! Mary, since you're the only one that reads this, you obviously know I'm venting to you (and didn't feel like talking on messenger).
Okay, I'm house sitting this weekend...and I decided to go to my sis' early so I can visit with my niece, who misses me to bits, and to help my sister get things done before they leave camping. It suddenly hit me that I only have one pair of pants that fits me right now. Black dress pants. Oh, and a black velvet skirt, but that's even more out-of-season than the dress pants. So, tomorrow I'm getting out my needle and thread and fixing my pink sheepy pajama pants, so I can wear those too. But, I started thinking, maybe I should get Andrew to look for a pair of jeans for me at Zellers, because it's in his mall.
He phones me and says he can't find anything cheap. Only $40. .... So I gave him a "I'm busy" and hung up. I was PISSED! I haven't had anything new in about a year! And in that time he's had two suits, two pair of expensive pants, three dress shirts, two casual button ups, atleast three t-shirts...and the list goes on. I understand that he's the one working, but 3/4 of the stuff he can't wear at work. He owns a pair of jeans, two pair of black pants, two pair of khakis, a pair of linen pants...and that's only amongst the stuff he wears a lot, not mentioning what he's got hanging in the closet.
So why can't we get me a pair of jeans for forty bucks so that I can go out and garden, or go out in casual dress with friends...or go for a walk with Andrew down at the beach...or not have to wear pajama pants everywhere!?!?!
Jerk. I feel like he's punishing me because I'm not working, yet he told me to quit, and he also was the one who got my hours dropped before that. I think he's purposefully trying to keep me in the house. Oh, and lets not even get into the fact that the last pair of new shoes I got was before he and I started dating. TWO YEARS AGO! And the last pair of pants I bought with my own money was before we started dating. My mother bought me the most recent pair, because I desperately needed them.
Okay, I'm house sitting this weekend...and I decided to go to my sis' early so I can visit with my niece, who misses me to bits, and to help my sister get things done before they leave camping. It suddenly hit me that I only have one pair of pants that fits me right now. Black dress pants. Oh, and a black velvet skirt, but that's even more out-of-season than the dress pants. So, tomorrow I'm getting out my needle and thread and fixing my pink sheepy pajama pants, so I can wear those too. But, I started thinking, maybe I should get Andrew to look for a pair of jeans for me at Zellers, because it's in his mall.
He phones me and says he can't find anything cheap. Only $40. .... So I gave him a "I'm busy" and hung up. I was PISSED! I haven't had anything new in about a year! And in that time he's had two suits, two pair of expensive pants, three dress shirts, two casual button ups, atleast three t-shirts...and the list goes on. I understand that he's the one working, but 3/4 of the stuff he can't wear at work. He owns a pair of jeans, two pair of black pants, two pair of khakis, a pair of linen pants...and that's only amongst the stuff he wears a lot, not mentioning what he's got hanging in the closet.
So why can't we get me a pair of jeans for forty bucks so that I can go out and garden, or go out in casual dress with friends...or go for a walk with Andrew down at the beach...or not have to wear pajama pants everywhere!?!?!
Jerk. I feel like he's punishing me because I'm not working, yet he told me to quit, and he also was the one who got my hours dropped before that. I think he's purposefully trying to keep me in the house. Oh, and lets not even get into the fact that the last pair of new shoes I got was before he and I started dating. TWO YEARS AGO! And the last pair of pants I bought with my own money was before we started dating. My mother bought me the most recent pair, because I desperately needed them.