Grr...Arg...
Why am I so irritated today? Is it just Monday? Ugh...I wanna punch someone for no reason.
Possible reasons for my irritation:
1. Rearranging the LR yesterday. Had I know that it was going to be such an issue to do things in a certain order, I never would have tackled it. Jim just HAD to hook up the entertainment center and reroute the surround sound as soon as that was moved. That pissed me off. Not as much as when we needed to move the couch later and couldn't because he had the surround sound wires running over and through bars under the couch. :/ Who the hell does that? If, for whatever reason, the couch gets knocked over or shifted, that will tug those surround sound wires and pull everything off the entertainment center (including the $2,000 tv). But, what do I know? I was only there to look good anyway.
1a. We added exactly ZERO new seats to the LR which was the whole reason we moved shit and wasted a day off. Actually, I put a papasan chair in there, but it sits too low to see the tv over other the other couch in there. I would have just shifted the entertainment center, but I couldn't because it was already rewired. Grrr...
2. I bathed all the dogs yesterday. I don't mind that so much except that Kane is really considered Jim's dog now. Again, it's okay. I don't mind having clean dogs in the house. However, when the backyard is full of wet, black ickiness from a broken sump pump hose, don't let the clean dog outside to run through it! Come on! I had even cleaned my bed stuff knowing the dogs would be clean and then here comes Kane with his wet black feet to jump all over my freshly cleaned beige comforter. Damn it.
3. AND FIX THE DAMN SUMP PUMP HOSE! It was leaking...has been for weeks. Now, since Jim tried to fix it, it shoots water 4-6 feet up in the air through our driveway! Hello fines! So, that needs taken care of, but the hose runs under our drive. This means breaking up the asphalt around the hose and replacing the whole damn thing...all the while you get to stand ankle deep in black nastiness. Fun!
4. We bought all the crap to redo the laundry room. We have flooring, paint, etc. I just need help doing it. I'm tired of having all of this shit just sitting around not getting done. I can't do it all by myself and outright refuse to. If Jim wants this done, he needs to get off his ass, QUIT COMPLAINING EVERY FIVE FUCKING MINUTES, and get some of this done.
5. Jim's five minute anger control issue. This is probably what is getting to me the most. Jim cannot work on a project for more than 2-3 minutes without getting huffy and pissed. I mean, red-faced, cursing, throwing shit, pissed. I've talked to him about it because it's totally unnessessary. If he would stop barrelling into things with the goal to get these things done right-this-very-moment, it would go so much smoother. Instead, he jumps into a project already mad that he isn't watching tv. Then he rushes shit until something inevitably goes wrong (like when he somehow broke his monitor while moving it to a new computer desk becuase he wouldn't wait/ask for help and had to do it his way which involved lifting the whole thing over the desk with one hand). Then he gets super pissed because something did actually go wrong.
Get where I'm going with this? I need help to get some of this shit done around here (like redoing the whole bathroom floor), but I don't want Jim to Hulk out and go on a rampage when he gets hot and tired from painting and laying floor. He screwed up the hall floors when he laid those with me because he lied and said he had glued down all the tiles, but he didn't glue down the center tiles. Now, they slide all over the place. Gah!!! I would have glued them if he didn't want to. Why lie about it just to make the job faster?
*deep cleansing breath*
Wow, I feel a lot better.
Possible reasons for my irritation:
1. Rearranging the LR yesterday. Had I know that it was going to be such an issue to do things in a certain order, I never would have tackled it. Jim just HAD to hook up the entertainment center and reroute the surround sound as soon as that was moved. That pissed me off. Not as much as when we needed to move the couch later and couldn't because he had the surround sound wires running over and through bars under the couch. :/ Who the hell does that? If, for whatever reason, the couch gets knocked over or shifted, that will tug those surround sound wires and pull everything off the entertainment center (including the $2,000 tv). But, what do I know? I was only there to look good anyway.
1a. We added exactly ZERO new seats to the LR which was the whole reason we moved shit and wasted a day off. Actually, I put a papasan chair in there, but it sits too low to see the tv over other the other couch in there. I would have just shifted the entertainment center, but I couldn't because it was already rewired. Grrr...
2. I bathed all the dogs yesterday. I don't mind that so much except that Kane is really considered Jim's dog now. Again, it's okay. I don't mind having clean dogs in the house. However, when the backyard is full of wet, black ickiness from a broken sump pump hose, don't let the clean dog outside to run through it! Come on! I had even cleaned my bed stuff knowing the dogs would be clean and then here comes Kane with his wet black feet to jump all over my freshly cleaned beige comforter. Damn it.
3. AND FIX THE DAMN SUMP PUMP HOSE! It was leaking...has been for weeks. Now, since Jim tried to fix it, it shoots water 4-6 feet up in the air through our driveway! Hello fines! So, that needs taken care of, but the hose runs under our drive. This means breaking up the asphalt around the hose and replacing the whole damn thing...all the while you get to stand ankle deep in black nastiness. Fun!
4. We bought all the crap to redo the laundry room. We have flooring, paint, etc. I just need help doing it. I'm tired of having all of this shit just sitting around not getting done. I can't do it all by myself and outright refuse to. If Jim wants this done, he needs to get off his ass, QUIT COMPLAINING EVERY FIVE FUCKING MINUTES, and get some of this done.
5. Jim's five minute anger control issue. This is probably what is getting to me the most. Jim cannot work on a project for more than 2-3 minutes without getting huffy and pissed. I mean, red-faced, cursing, throwing shit, pissed. I've talked to him about it because it's totally unnessessary. If he would stop barrelling into things with the goal to get these things done right-this-very-moment, it would go so much smoother. Instead, he jumps into a project already mad that he isn't watching tv. Then he rushes shit until something inevitably goes wrong (like when he somehow broke his monitor while moving it to a new computer desk becuase he wouldn't wait/ask for help and had to do it his way which involved lifting the whole thing over the desk with one hand). Then he gets super pissed because something did actually go wrong.
Get where I'm going with this? I need help to get some of this shit done around here (like redoing the whole bathroom floor), but I don't want Jim to Hulk out and go on a rampage when he gets hot and tired from painting and laying floor. He screwed up the hall floors when he laid those with me because he lied and said he had glued down all the tiles, but he didn't glue down the center tiles. Now, they slide all over the place. Gah!!! I would have glued them if he didn't want to. Why lie about it just to make the job faster?
*deep cleansing breath*
Wow, I feel a lot better.