Just Venting
So tonight is the second evening shift of my set. Yesterday was a rough one since I didn't get the chance to sleep during the day. Today was going fine (despite the lack of sleep) until I got to work. I have to confess I was feeling quite proud of myself. After working a 12 hour shift last night I got home around 6:30 in the AM
To the normal routine of waking up my so-called "better" half then tending to my son who's normal wake up time is between 6:30 and 7:00. I made coffee, packed lunch, bathed, feed & change the baby and got him back to sleep by 8. We (the baby and I) got up at 9:30 at which time I changed his diaper, feed him breakfast, made a bottle and then packed him up for daycare. On the way home from dropping him to daycare I did the grocery shopping and ran a couple other errands. Once at home I watered the front lawn, cooked dinner (since I would not be home when the ol' man got home from work) , mopped the kitchen floor and finished a load of laundry (to include folding and putting away). I was excited about the meal I made: Chili Verde, re-fried beans (home made, not from the can) and spanish rice. It took a bit longer than I had expected so I did not have time for my afternoon nap before my shift started.
All in all a good productive day.
Some work related mumbo jumbo that irritated me ( I won't go into) and then the phone rings. I see from the caller ID that it is the ol' man. I am happy that it is him since we will currently have very little time to spend together. Basically a quick hello & have a nice day as we pass in the mornings. Then suddenly wonderful mood is smashed when I realize that the only reason for the call was to inform me that the dinner I prepared was done improperly and was then given step by step instructions on how it was suppose to be prepared. Normally I would have said some really nasty things, but just to keep the peace I bit my tongue and just said things like "oh, ok...next time I won't make those mistakes". After I got off the phone I went in the restroom and cried my eyes out. What a horrible, ungrateful SOB!! I basically woke up at 6AM Tuesday morning it is now 9:30PM Wednesday and I have had all of 3 hours of sleep. But did I complain to him about the mess left in the kitchen or the wet towels in the bathroom? Did I mention the 3lbs of meat I had to throw away this morning because he couldn't remember to place it in the fridge for me before he went to sleep? Did i ask why he hadn't even put the baby in his PJs last night or question why the wet crib sheets were in the middle of the baby's room and his bed was still stripped down to bare mattress? No...I just went on with the daily chores as always. Saying nothing just to keep the peace. And regardless to how disappointed I was about the lack of help around the house I still did the best I could to have a comfortable, clean home and a warm meal ready for him to come home to....all for what? To be insulted? To basically be told that I am good for nothing? Amazing how all the things I do get overlooked, but if one day there were no clean clothes or the bills didn't get paid I'm sure I would suddenly be the center of attention.
Just once in a while I would like to feel appreciated for what I do and not judged so harshly for what small things I may overlook or just didn't have time to get to.
I think that will end my angry ramblings for this evening.