I’m getting so fed up with my husband. I don’t know what his purpose is except creating work for me and getting under my feet. That’s a bit harsh but I’m so frustrated. I do love him but he’s a right idiot sometimes and not even a fun one.
this is the second weekend in a row where we’ve had no plans. I’m a structure person I like to plan my day, we have a 5yo and a 5mo so it’s crucial really to know how our time is being spent, I think.
he’s still in his pyjamas and hasn’t eaten breakfast. He’s been up since 7 but he’s his own worst enemy. He just grumbles and mumbles about the place like a moody useless teenager. He’s a good dad and my daughter(s) adore him. He did buy the 5yo an electronic kit to play with together which she was so excited about. They started playing with it this morning which was great, lovely, but I came downstairs and the review of the morning is mixed. Daughter has this utterly beautiful, rapunzel style hair that she loves wearing down, but when she’sdoing crafts and experimenting we put it up for her. Husband is incompetent when it comes to piecing sequences together and has no foresight whatsoever so often finds himself in completely avoidable situations. So this is a long way to say because her hair wasn’t tied back when they were building the electronic fan her hair has got caught up in it and has become a matted mess. She was unbothered about it on the whole but he apparently freaked out and that upset her. I wouldnt mind all this but who do you think has to solve the problem? Yes, that’s right, I’m the one with the anti-tangle spray, the conditioner, the tangle teezer, the pin, the patience. I’m the one looking at this mat of hair thinking there’s no way to unpick it. I had to tell her that I needed to cut her hair and take her to the hairdresser on Monday, who do you think would book that , take her,pay for that, and the toy she’s cheekily asked for “for being brave”? All while husband hangs around like a spare dick at a wedding.
Eventually the anti tangle spray and the conditioner set in to the hair and I managed (I really don’t know how) to work it out bit by bit with the pin.
he asked me what’s wrong and I explained it to him and now of course he is sulking. I di very much suspect he has a bit of burn out and depression, we’ve been together 13 years and the depression thing has hung over us almost all of it. He never gets help. It’s so frustrating.
on top of that I needed to pick up his watch (a present) from the jewellers last week but due to him dicking about so much I never got to, I’ve just made it down to the shop and there’s a sign up saying closed for the week. Hello, FML.
I’ve had it now.
