Sunday's gloom
Gas consumed me again last night - preventing ANY hope of sound sleep. I thought I was giving birth - the gas was THAT bad. All the farts in the world didn't seem to help, but now (after 3 big poops) I'm feeling a little better. Too bad my mood has not improved. I'm in a very matter-of-fact, harsh mood. My temper - let's just say I've got a short fuse today. I'm not sure if I can put up with everyone's crap today. It feels like a day where I will scream over the toilets not being flushed...every. single. time. And I can sense a great deal of future resentment will appear around noon when hubby is still sleeping; after yesterday, I feel some of that resentment already.
It will probably rain ALL day; the sun will likely NOT come out. Gloom and doom. Stuck inside all day, we will be forced to deal with each other. And despite my efforts, the desk did NOT get moved last night. I've measured out a spot which requires us to move the entertainment center down 8 inches...I just feel like I'm doing it alone. Honestly, most of my day is spent "alone" in my duties. I don't feel like I'm respected for what I do, but if I stop doing what I do I get looked at with disrespect. Funny how that works. It's funny too that a person can dedicate hours upon hours in the middle of the night to one's favorite video game; however, that same person cannot/will not dedicate half that amount of time to one's children. After all, one sleeps for 5-6 hours after one's kids get up, and one's kids go to bed 7-8 hours after that.
I wonder how one will change after the baby comes. One will be getting an earful if one doesn't help out. I can take a lot, but I can dish out more!
Time to get ff this computer and try to make the best of a crappy day. I'll do my best to cheer up before I come back to the blog. I'll try to think happy thoughts: I'll have a new baby soon (about 3.5 weeks - give or take), my grandmother will be back from Maine in the next couple of days, and there is food in the house.
It will probably rain ALL day; the sun will likely NOT come out. Gloom and doom. Stuck inside all day, we will be forced to deal with each other. And despite my efforts, the desk did NOT get moved last night. I've measured out a spot which requires us to move the entertainment center down 8 inches...I just feel like I'm doing it alone. Honestly, most of my day is spent "alone" in my duties. I don't feel like I'm respected for what I do, but if I stop doing what I do I get looked at with disrespect. Funny how that works. It's funny too that a person can dedicate hours upon hours in the middle of the night to one's favorite video game; however, that same person cannot/will not dedicate half that amount of time to one's children. After all, one sleeps for 5-6 hours after one's kids get up, and one's kids go to bed 7-8 hours after that.
I wonder how one will change after the baby comes. One will be getting an earful if one doesn't help out. I can take a lot, but I can dish out more!
Time to get ff this computer and try to make the best of a crappy day. I'll do my best to cheer up before I come back to the blog. I'll try to think happy thoughts: I'll have a new baby soon (about 3.5 weeks - give or take), my grandmother will be back from Maine in the next couple of days, and there is food in the house.
