Another father rant...
For me this is really the time for swearing. I've had the f-word on the tip of my tongue for the past forty minutes but I know if I use it then I'm just in more trouble.
After driving Linnea to Shorewood, back to my dad's, and to Shoreline Stadium. I took the dog. I'm at my dad's for the week but since I'm driving around, and my dad is just on the roof anyways at home, I might as well go over to my mom's and run around with the dog. So I got home and a little while after my mom got home. So then I called my dad and asked what we were having for dinner. He said pizza. Ok. I don't really want pizza. I would like a healthier option(but my dad doesn't have that many basic cooking supplies on hand..PLUS there's leftover pizza from some time already in the fridge). So then I asked whether I could eat some chicken quick at my mom's.
So then he gets PISSED and starts yelling 'FINE I'LL COOK SOMETHING HEALTHY" and hangs up on me. So I call back and my sister answers and I tell her just order the stupid pizza, I'm coming over. So I get here and all hell has broken loose. My dad's on the roof and apparently told my sister that we should just pack up and leave. (I now hear him complaining about me downstairs) He also told her to cook dinner and she couldnt' find anything to cook with. So she wanted me to go to the store(I didnt' want to since I've already been the 'mother' twice today and have to wake up tomorrow to take her to the dentist, then Hanna to shorewood, then Linnea to shoreline stadium..) So I said just order the stupid pizza. So she did. She was going to pay with her own money but I said 'No take it from papa's wallet'. she said that was stealing but he's legally obligated by the Aspect Agency to feed Hanna breakfast and dinner.
Then she started frantically cleaning the bathroom..I guess it was a chore to do but he only told her and didnm't leave any notes, so then yelled at her(she's been doing homework all day) when he got home.
Then the father came inside...and he's all happy and such. Too bad I'm already pissed off so I have to confront him. (he does all this 'you should just not come over' or 'you should just go to your mom's house' crap once every month or two..its really ridiculous. I'm liable to take him up on it sometime soon) Well apparently we should be doing chores all day. Except the house is pretty clean, I told him just tell us what to do and it will get done. But he says he shouldn't have to. So I say we need to know his expectations of what should be done when he gets home so that we don't end up argueing. Oh, but that doesn't work.
And I guess I was supposed to make dinner tonight. I drove Linnea to her soccer at 4:45, and got back from running at 7....sooooooo I was busy. I could have easily made myself available, but I wasn't aware that I should make dinner. He needs to VOICE what he wants before he YELLS when it doesn't get done. And now I can hear him complaining in the kitchen about how ridiculous I am.
GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Edit. He's calmed down. He's agreed to voice his expectations. And I told him one day I just might leave if he tells me to(even though he doesn't mean it...) just so he can see how it is...
So its a lot better for now.
After driving Linnea to Shorewood, back to my dad's, and to Shoreline Stadium. I took the dog. I'm at my dad's for the week but since I'm driving around, and my dad is just on the roof anyways at home, I might as well go over to my mom's and run around with the dog. So I got home and a little while after my mom got home. So then I called my dad and asked what we were having for dinner. He said pizza. Ok. I don't really want pizza. I would like a healthier option(but my dad doesn't have that many basic cooking supplies on hand..PLUS there's leftover pizza from some time already in the fridge). So then I asked whether I could eat some chicken quick at my mom's.
So then he gets PISSED and starts yelling 'FINE I'LL COOK SOMETHING HEALTHY" and hangs up on me. So I call back and my sister answers and I tell her just order the stupid pizza, I'm coming over. So I get here and all hell has broken loose. My dad's on the roof and apparently told my sister that we should just pack up and leave. (I now hear him complaining about me downstairs) He also told her to cook dinner and she couldnt' find anything to cook with. So she wanted me to go to the store(I didnt' want to since I've already been the 'mother' twice today and have to wake up tomorrow to take her to the dentist, then Hanna to shorewood, then Linnea to shoreline stadium..) So I said just order the stupid pizza. So she did. She was going to pay with her own money but I said 'No take it from papa's wallet'. she said that was stealing but he's legally obligated by the Aspect Agency to feed Hanna breakfast and dinner.
Then she started frantically cleaning the bathroom..I guess it was a chore to do but he only told her and didnm't leave any notes, so then yelled at her(she's been doing homework all day) when he got home.
Then the father came inside...and he's all happy and such. Too bad I'm already pissed off so I have to confront him. (he does all this 'you should just not come over' or 'you should just go to your mom's house' crap once every month or two..its really ridiculous. I'm liable to take him up on it sometime soon) Well apparently we should be doing chores all day. Except the house is pretty clean, I told him just tell us what to do and it will get done. But he says he shouldn't have to. So I say we need to know his expectations of what should be done when he gets home so that we don't end up argueing. Oh, but that doesn't work.
And I guess I was supposed to make dinner tonight. I drove Linnea to her soccer at 4:45, and got back from running at 7....sooooooo I was busy. I could have easily made myself available, but I wasn't aware that I should make dinner. He needs to VOICE what he wants before he YELLS when it doesn't get done. And now I can hear him complaining in the kitchen about how ridiculous I am.
GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Edit. He's calmed down. He's agreed to voice his expectations. And I told him one day I just might leave if he tells me to(even though he doesn't mean it...) just so he can see how it is...
So its a lot better for now.