I actually hate you.
I get up with the kids, get them dressed, fed, brushed, packed up, take them to school, clean up last night's dishes, tidy the house, all bf dh gets outta bed. He wakes up this morning and tells me I should be doing more. F U C K Y O U
Specifically, tells me I should be working in the morning bf I get him up at 10. Just work with the kids around. Fuck you so hard it comes out your eyeballs. I'm Taking care of our goddamn kids and from 9-10 I'm cleaning the house bc you can't be fucking bothered.
Then, bf I get him up at 10, I beg my toddler, pls, I know Dad will try and put you down for a nap while I'm working (I get 2 hours he gets 6 BuT hE's ThE bReAdWiNnEr ) I need you to stay up with Dad so you can nap after I come back down and make our lunches, I need you to nap then bc I'm relying on that time to do work.
And of course he puts her down so these two hours are all I get, and yes I do work with the kids around, and if you saw my life buddy you would STFU. You play video games from 9 to 2 every night that's 5 hours off, then get 8 hours of sleep, so FUCK A LUCK A LUCK YOU ASSHOLE
And yesterday on our walk I told him I was worried bc my dad got a Covid test and he said Well yah we should have never even thought about going to Chgo in the first place what if we went there and IIIIIIII Got Covid you and the kids would be screwed what if I died? You'd all be impoverished. i'M tHe BrEaDwInNeR aNd YoU dOn'T mAkE dIcK.
One - if you died, worrying about the money would be secondary. We'd be grieving and traumatized.
Two- how many times do we need to do over this? Yes I make less money but we both know why and I'm not getting into the reasons
Three - Fuck you asshole if you don't think I could hold my own you obviously don't know me. I would be fine. I can get a better paying job I just don't want or need to now. You would be working your IT job anyway so don't pretend like you're some martyr who suffers day in day out to provide for our poor little charity case of me and the kids.
Four - Honestly I would remarry anyway and marry UP AND LUP A DUP DUP bc when I married you I married DOWN. (I love our girls but baby crazy makes ya crazy.) I would move back to CA in a heartbeat if you died, find someone who can appreciate me and live happily ever after, instead of living in bumbleffck midwest and having the poems dried up from my heart
Specifically, tells me I should be working in the morning bf I get him up at 10. Just work with the kids around. Fuck you so hard it comes out your eyeballs. I'm Taking care of our goddamn kids and from 9-10 I'm cleaning the house bc you can't be fucking bothered.
Then, bf I get him up at 10, I beg my toddler, pls, I know Dad will try and put you down for a nap while I'm working (I get 2 hours he gets 6 BuT hE's ThE bReAdWiNnEr ) I need you to stay up with Dad so you can nap after I come back down and make our lunches, I need you to nap then bc I'm relying on that time to do work.
And of course he puts her down so these two hours are all I get, and yes I do work with the kids around, and if you saw my life buddy you would STFU. You play video games from 9 to 2 every night that's 5 hours off, then get 8 hours of sleep, so FUCK A LUCK A LUCK YOU ASSHOLE
And yesterday on our walk I told him I was worried bc my dad got a Covid test and he said Well yah we should have never even thought about going to Chgo in the first place what if we went there and IIIIIIII Got Covid you and the kids would be screwed what if I died? You'd all be impoverished. i'M tHe BrEaDwInNeR aNd YoU dOn'T mAkE dIcK.
One - if you died, worrying about the money would be secondary. We'd be grieving and traumatized.
Two- how many times do we need to do over this? Yes I make less money but we both know why and I'm not getting into the reasons
Three - Fuck you asshole if you don't think I could hold my own you obviously don't know me. I would be fine. I can get a better paying job I just don't want or need to now. You would be working your IT job anyway so don't pretend like you're some martyr who suffers day in day out to provide for our poor little charity case of me and the kids.
Four - Honestly I would remarry anyway and marry UP AND LUP A DUP DUP bc when I married you I married DOWN. (I love our girls but baby crazy makes ya crazy.) I would move back to CA in a heartbeat if you died, find someone who can appreciate me and live happily ever after, instead of living in bumbleffck midwest and having the poems dried up from my heart