Confused
So as I sit here today. The kids are in their room at Mom & Dad's house watching Lady and the Tramp. I am watching the NFL Network and drinking some coffee. While my wife is off at an interview hoping to land a job closer to her family. I felt really bad for her last night. She always trys to make things perfect and she worked so hard to get everything prepared to her liking for this interview. Some how though we made it out of the house and missed the fact that at some point her skirt to her interview suit had fallen off the hanger. The good news is that she is my queen of prepararion and had packed a backup set of clothes to wear.
When I went out to the van to look and see if the skirt had fallen off in there. I found a bag hidden underneath the back seat. Being that it was obviously hidden I was of course curious so I brought it in and looked at it. Bills, lies, mistrust, deceit. As I got the notebook to check my email I of course found more of the same accumulated credit balances and just hidden things in general. I am at my wits end. She just will not share. She will not be honest. She will not trust me. She just keeps trying to shut me down and out. Is it my turn now? What has really changed? Why? What is going to happen later when we have all these bills payed off? What is going to happen when we have the house payed off? What about when we move to podunkville? This reminds me of an old scenario.Thought for the Day Why can't you just trust and share life with me? Why? I think am just going to officially declare my hatred for the months of May & June.
That reminds me. Nixon and Juju are going to bring the girls they are watching over to the house Saturday . And while they play with Cecil and SharkBait we are going to play some cards. Spades more than likely being the game. I am looking forward to it. We have not done something lke that in years. Well I haven't anyway. I can't speak for my wife and her other life. I know the situation of course, but I won't comment on it here. Oh and lavash anyone?
When I went out to the van to look and see if the skirt had fallen off in there. I found a bag hidden underneath the back seat. Being that it was obviously hidden I was of course curious so I brought it in and looked at it. Bills, lies, mistrust, deceit. As I got the notebook to check my email I of course found more of the same accumulated credit balances and just hidden things in general. I am at my wits end. She just will not share. She will not be honest. She will not trust me. She just keeps trying to shut me down and out. Is it my turn now? What has really changed? Why? What is going to happen later when we have all these bills payed off? What is going to happen when we have the house payed off? What about when we move to podunkville? This reminds me of an old scenario.
That reminds me. Nixon and Juju are going to bring the girls they are watching over to the house Saturday . And while they play with Cecil and SharkBait we are going to play some cards. Spades more than likely being the game. I am looking forward to it. We have not done something lke that in years. Well I haven't anyway. I can't speak for my wife and her other life. I know the situation of course, but I won't comment on it here. Oh and lavash anyone?
posted by Mister Mom at 7:27:00 AM
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Normally I prefer not to know about the bills, life is so much more relaxing that way. The one time I regretted this though was when Mrs. C failed to tell me that the car payment was behind. First I knew of it was the day the folks from the loan company took back the car. Not fun. I pay more attention now.
I'll either see you soon, or you'll get this during our after our pending visit!
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