Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Why??

Why is it that my day goes good until Austin gets home? When he gets home I am usually in the middle of some project and he thinks he has to interrupt. Well not really interrupt but detain me from finishing.
Take yesterday for example when he got home I was in the middle of moving everything from the dining and living room into the kitchen so that I could shampoo carpets. Yeah... I didn't get to shampoo carpets and everything is still in the kitchen... in the way... in the kitchen. But I'm not bitter. No that wouldn't coincide with my 'good wife' ways now would it.
I know your wondering what I did instead of the carpets. Well naturally I had to run to town and run the errands that Austin didn't/wouldn't do on his way home because obviously I wasn't in the middle of anything. Some days I just want to beat him.
I had to go get Hyde dog food at the farm store; Wal-Mart for painters tape, metal roller tray, roller liners, and a 9V battery; Jimmy's BBQ for supper. I get home and he asks me what took so long. I get to ask him why he didn't change Mason after nap. We are nowhere near even to my thinking.
So we eat and then watch Big Bang Theory (my husband doesn't see it but I see a lot of him in those guys; socially awkward) and How I Met Your Mother. No Monday is complete without watching these.
After those I was planning on doing the carpets. Didn't happen because Austin goaded me into playing Wii. Then it was time for some lovin bed. I wasn't in the mood to get back out bed to stay up late and do the carpets so here they sit this morning. Still dry and dirty and on my to-do list.
I have a million things to do today but knew I would be useless from stewing if I didn't get this off my chest. Sometimes I really think it would be easier to just put him in a highchair to keep him contained like I do Mason when I am trying to do something. I think he would throw a little more of a fit though. I warned him that the consequences today are death. I don't think he believed me. For some reason he never believes me when I use the 'good wife' voice.

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