Ok...so its been a month since hubby lost his job. Tomorrow is the last day of school for the kids. I am feeling a sense of dread coming over me. You know how when you are watching a scary movie, the music gets really low and spooky like...that music is playing in my head.....over and over again.
I finally got him to go downstairs and leave us alone. But how do I get him to just plain shut up? No, I am not being mean...well...maybe a little, but its in his best interest to leave us alone.
Does it sound horrible if I say, this is my house...and leave it be? I mean, if I went into his work, back when he worked, and told him he had to do it my way from now on, and I was always there, talking and asking questions, and being a general pain in the butt...he would want to kill me.
Ok...so he is generally here. Not his fault, I get that. But, he's in my kitchen in the morning, leaves toast crumbs on the counter, leaves the toaster out, never puts his dishes in the sink. But is the first one to point of if c1 or c2 does the same thing. He's in the kitchen in the morning saying dont talk to me, I haven't had my first cup of coffee. OK...move the damn coffee pot in your dungeon and stay out of the kitchen. Dont come up and talk or ask questions until you have drank the whole damn pot.
I firmly believe that children should only have one full time parent. My kids heads are spinning with the new rule changes. HELLO!!!. This is my house man. If c3 wants to eat a fruit bar downstairs, go for it. In my opinion, hubby should not speak until 4pm. He should hide in the dungeon until he comes home from work. Period. I love him more than life itself, but damn...get out of my house!
Could you imagine, those of you with hubbies and or not kids, suddenly having your hubby home. Not retirement, not something planned...but just there. I never realized how much his voice can actually annoy the hell out of me. If c3 is downstairs or upstairs, and I am quietly doing what ever it is I am doing, dont come in and start talking to me. I need my quiet time too.
Oh...oh oh
and...people are allowed to speak in the house to eachother when we are talking. Dont get frustrated and say, I cannot talk to you with all of this chatter going on. WHAT??? Really? When you worked in the office, did you tell your co workers to be quiet, cause you were trying to talk to someone?? hehe I like that, I am going to use that one on him next time he says that.
I think the music is getting louder? Now we have to agree on new bedtimes and summer rules. Normally that would be my job, but since he is here, I have to include him. Sigh..and of course he will so not agree with anything I say. My rule is, as long as you are not bugging me you can stay up. You tick me off, its bed time. Max is 10pm. See, he does not yet get how wonderful it is to be awake before the kids!
And another odd thing...I have no idea when to start dinner. It used to be hubby was leaving work, time to start dinner. Now he is always here....when do I start dinner? Sure, its easy to say, at the same time...but its like a continuious weekend now.
Honey, I love you, but this is my house. Leave my rules alone. Speak only when spoken to (heheh) and smile all the time. Dont ask questions, just do, and you are forbidden to install any rules upon the children or the house unless you submit it in writing three days in advance. Allow up to 7 days for processing and final rejection!
(music is definately getting louder)
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