Endless Cycle
Ever feel like you are in an endless cycle? I often do. I get up, shower (if I'm lucky) dress the kids, off to school. Go to work, pick up the kids afterward, back home. Make dinner (mac & cheese w/ hot dogs anyone?), bathe the kids, short TV time then the struggle to put them to sleep (see previous post). I am barely off to sleep when WHAMMO, it's morning again and the cycle repeats. My husband leaves before the kids get up and often times comes home after they are asleep. I am usually complaining about how little I see him. WELL... this week he has been home early (around 6:30) every night - and it's almost worse than him being gone. Let me explain.
I am saying this half in "jest" (what's that called? kidding around the square?) I truly love my husband we enjoy each other's company. But seriously, it is almost like having a third child sometimes. Having him home upsets what little routine I've established. There I sat last night, feeling like crap (as usual) and he comes busting through the door around 6:30.
Most women at this point would be ecstatic that their husband is going to make dinner. Not me. I know this means A) something hot or spicy that the kids won't eat, and B) HUGE mess to clean up once he's done. I turn out to be right on both counts. After he eats he moves straight to the computer. I ask him, "Are you gonna clean up or do you want me to do it?" He says he'll do it - but I know better. I think he did actually put two dishes in the dishwasher but the rest was left. I cleaned off the stove, the counters, the mess under my son's chair, wiped down the table and moved his pots and pans to the sink (thinking he might take a hint and wash them before bedtime). No such luck, they were still there this morning as I... Got up, took a shower, dressed the kids.......and so it goes.
I am saying this half in "jest" (what's that called? kidding around the square?) I truly love my husband we enjoy each other's company. But seriously, it is almost like having a third child sometimes. Having him home upsets what little routine I've established. There I sat last night, feeling like crap (as usual) and he comes busting through the door around 6:30.
Hub: "Didn't you get my message?"
Me: "No, sorry I didn't"
Hub: "I wanted to meet you at the grocery store."
Me: "Uggh, sorry. I don't feel very well & I didn't get the message."
(A look of dread comes over his face)
Hub: "Oh man, we really don't have anything to fix for dinner."
Me: "Well, you could still go to the grocery store with the kids." (please, please)
Hub: "No, no. We can just go tomorrow. I'll throw something together."
Most women at this point would be ecstatic that their husband is going to make dinner. Not me. I know this means A) something hot or spicy that the kids won't eat, and B) HUGE mess to clean up once he's done. I turn out to be right on both counts. After he eats he moves straight to the computer. I ask him, "Are you gonna clean up or do you want me to do it?" He says he'll do it - but I know better. I think he did actually put two dishes in the dishwasher but the rest was left. I cleaned off the stove, the counters, the mess under my son's chair, wiped down the table and moved his pots and pans to the sink (thinking he might take a hint and wash them before bedtime). No such luck, they were still there this morning as I... Got up, took a shower, dressed the kids.......and so it goes.
Ah, the routine. We actually do hot dogs and macaroni and cheese as two separate meals, though. My son loves smoked sausage, too - he calls it "big hot dog". There was a heck of a sale on it this week, too, so we are set for a while.
I guess I am very lucky. Hubby does the dishes. This started when my son was nursing, and he would do them while my son nursed. Now he still does them. Every once in a while I offer to do it, and he declines, saying he is quicker. Well, he's right, so who am I to argue. Besides, I do a pretty good job of making sure everyone has clean clothes...
Posted by
Anonymous |
11:13 AM
Ah yes, in his defense, my husband does do more laundry than the average guy. Now if I can just get him to fold as soon as the dryer is done...
Posted by
PreppyGirl |
12:21 PM
OMG, I am not alone! I live with my fiance, and he's exactly that way. He thinks he's "helping" but really isn't and it DRIVES ME UP THE WALL. I feel your pain, sister!
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3:34 PM