Badness was up at 5:00 am today. And he was foul. All the noise he made woke his sister up. At 5:42 am. Neither of them was going back to sleep. Hubby, as per usual, slept through everything.
So, I stagger downstairs with my children and after a first bleary-eyed cup of coffee, get everyone fed. And dressed. Get the princess's lunch ready for school. Around 8:00 they are miraculously playing nicely and I sneak upstairs to wash my face and get dressed. Inevitably, the peace doesn't last and I am forced to run back downstairs to screaming and cries of "Mommy! Mommy! He's touching my toys! ". Because hubby is still sleeping. Once everyone is calm and happy again, I look at the clock. 8:24. I really have to finish getting ready. I run back upstairs, but the bathroom door is closed and I can hear the sound of water running. WTF?! I stand there, in jeans and a bra, slack-jawed, silently cursing the man I married.
How DARE he get in the shower now?!
I threw on a t-shirt and grabbed my make-up to put on downstairs under the crummy, unflattering light in the powder room. But I feel I was completely justified in turning on the dishwasher and flushing an empty toilet 4 times.
And he was STILL in the shower at 8:48 when we finally got out the door to run to school. He didn't even say good-morning to the princess, let alone good-bye, or have a nice day.
And when I got back from dropping her off, there he was - enjoying his breakfast and paper - and with the gall to say to me "Hi sweetie, are you okay? You don't look so hot."
AARGH!!!
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He said this in a room filled with steak knives?...
Dude lives dangerously.
And what is it about men being able to sleep through any noise a child makes but will still bitch until he's blue because your alarm clock goes off at 6 am?
Oh my flippin' word! He really likes to live on the edge. I am feeling large amounts of sisterly empathy with you right now. wow.
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