WARNING...This is a Bitch-Fest... Read at your own risk-I'm serious

Oh Jee-bas I am so tired this morning. I'm fucking annoyed and tired, and fed up and this is EVERYTHING out in the open. One day I am going to fucking go POSTAL!

Baby guy would not stay asleep last night. I was up every 20 to 30 minutes, trying to rock him back to sleep. I would get him to the point where he was so zonked out; he couldn't keep a binky in his mouth. I would make the transfer to the crib and sure enough a short time later, he's pissed off when he realizes he's in the crib and I'm no where to be found.
I gave up at one point and brought him to bed with me. He slept ok there, just rolling around a bit too much, but at least I got 2 or 3 hours sleep straight.

Where was hubby, you ask? Why, he was downstairs, of course. And, when he finally comes to bed and saw baby guy with me, he got annoyed. He didn't say anything, but I could tell, and when I said to take him to his crib, he said 'no its ok leave him there' SUUUUUUURE you just didn’t want to have to put him in his crib and when he would cry, you would be responsible. Just like the old game ’you touched it last'

I'm glad hubby is back in school, I really am... no honestly... however, now he has an excuse to just do nothing associated with the house. He didn't do much before with the exception of straightening up occasionally. However, He takes the mail in and takes out the trash on Wednesday and Sunday nights.

He surfs the Internet constantly. He bids on stuff on Ebay. And he’s constantly looking at motorcycle stuff. I wish we never had a computer. He is up all night on the computer, and most (pretty much all) nights I go to bed alone and sometimes stay alone, as he has fallen asleep sitting upright in the chair with the laptop on his lap.
Instead of doing homework for a few hours each night after the baby has gone to bed at 8pm, he will do all of his assignment in one night, sometimes staying up till 3 or 4 am. While all of the other nights, he is surfing and buying crap.

Take last night, he wrote a 750 word paper for school. I have no idea when he got to bed; I think it was between 1 and 2:30am. If he worked a little each night, instead of surfing the internet every evening, he could have a handle on this. He only has 1 class at a time, with an assignment due each week.

Here is hubby’s average day:
Wake up at 6:00 and go to gym or sleep in and skip the gym
Get to work at 8:00
Work until 4:00
Come home, let dog out and go to the bathroom
After work he will do one of these things... go to band practice, which is rare during the week these days, go to school on Thursday nights, or go to his team/group meetings for school once a week.
But mostly, what he does is come home, and sit on the computer all night. Hubby will play with baby guy, not for the whole evening and he only plays till he gets annoyed or bored.

Oh and he still has a social life too! Mine? Non-existent...I have the option to go out and I can't. I have had to arrange for a sitter for the baby when he was home! He has never said you need to go out; I’ll take the baby so you can go out. I remember this one time, he did have the baby for the night, after I said I needed to get my nails done and get a few beers with Sophie, and somehow his father ended up at our house watching the baby, and hubby went out himself!

I asked him this weekend, when was he going to get up with the baby on the weekend to give me a break? His reply,”Whenever he doesn’t have a show the night before, or was up late doing schoolwork, or doing whatever"'Whatever' means when he was out the night before having a good time getting shit-faced hanging out. NICE!!!

Oh and this last time that he was out, some friends of his called twice around 11pm, talking shit, being stupid and ignorant. Me ‘hello’ Them ‘hello, heellooooo’ Me again, ‘Can I help you with something’ Them ‘click’. They call again, just as I had gotten back to sleep. Me ‘hello’ Them ‘Helllloooooooo’ Me ‘who is this?’ Them ‘Who is this…Oh hahaha man that was C’s wife… hahahahaah… click’ I called him right after and asked him if he knew that number, all the while there’s some broad laughing and giggling in the background. Listen, have the courtesy to take your ass outside and talk to me, there’s a reason I have called you at 11:15pm while you are out…Yeah I let that one slide. I know hubby knows who that was that called.

What he doesn’t do is;
Laundry, every fucking night, I am doing laundry.(I do his laundry, and fold it nicely on his side of the bed, he can't even put his clean, folded clothes away, So I leave them there, and he then puts the piles on the bench at the foot of our bed. There are now 3 piles about a foot and a half tall)
Dishes (He won’t even put glasses and silverware in a dishwasher, or unload the dishwasher)
Wash bottles, (well, he did wash bottles a few times a long time ago) I used to wash them every night, but now I goddamn refuse to have to do that every evening along with the laundry
Vacuum or clean any floor in the house, in any manner (this includes sweeping or steam cleaning)
Dusting
Cooking
General cleaning

Now...Let me tell you what I do...

I am up each and every single time baby guy cries in the middle of the night.
I wake up between 5:30 and 5:45 am; I prepare a bottle for baby guy. I wake up baby guy and give him his bottle while he lies in crib and watches t.v.
I take a shower while he is having his bottle.
I get myself dressed and then get baby guy changed and dressed.
I finish getting myself ready for work and am downstairs by 6:45am.
I let dog out and change water bowl and fill food.
I make baby guys bottles and food for daycare
I load up the truck with my laptop and baby guys stuff.
I take baby guy to daycare and get to work by 8:00am
I work until 4:30 and pick up baby guy on the way home.
I feed baby guy and do laundry or wash bottles while he snacks in his highchair
I play with baby guy all evening until its bed time, then its time for his bottle before bed and I put him down for the night, all the while, going to him when he wakes up and rock him back to sleep.
Hopefully I am asleep by 10:00

**On the weekends, I get to sleep in till about 6:30am. Then it’s a full day of playing and trying to do chores. If I am lucky, I can go back to sleep while baby guy takes his morning nap. **

I refuse to cook, clean the dishes, occupy the baby, do laundry, wash bottles or clean the house in general every night. His hands aren't broken, he can cook and have dinner started before I even get home at 5:15, but he doesn't and flat out wont.

And again, he left the fucking hose on that stupid god-damned plant outside. When I discovered it was on, I asked, 'Did you realize this was on?' He immediately got defensive and said that he had 'Just turned it on'. And not to talk down to him and etc...What does he take me for? I am not an idiot, as much as he would like to believe otherwise. The patio was abso-fucking-lutely soaked with water; I know that hose was on from about 4:30pm till 9pm. I'm telling you, I WILL KILL THAT PLANT WHEN HE LEAST EXPECTS IT...

You know, after reading this long winded post and all the stuff I have complained about…

I have to ask myself ‘what the fuck am I doing?!?!’

Can you believe this shit right here?

Here is a Little Miss Ignorance update.
She has decided that she does not want to live in the Washington DC metro area. She is moving to Ft Lauderdale. So she comes to me asking what were her chances of the higher ups letting her telecommute. And, if they don't let her telecommute, then to put her on the list of lay-offs, so that she will get a package for voluntarily leaving.
I said that was a double edge sword, if she asks to go, and they say no, they will make sure she will get fired w/o severance package because they know she wants to leave and wouldn't have to pay out a package.

So she goes for it, talks with our manager and our manager actually approved it, and the upper management approved it too. Can you fucking believe that shit? Her high profile customers are in downtown DC and she will be working their account in god-damned Ft. Lauderdale! She will of course be here monthly to attend her customer meeting, but damn! She sucks as it is and they are letting her move and continue to work. And here I am trying to work in a building closer to my house and I can't!

I have told everyone, but they know to keep shut until its formally announced.
I know there will be people pissed off about them not being able to move, or be allowed to work from certain buildings that are located closer to home.

It's typical, the harder you work, the harder it is for you in the workplace. Why are all the workers who slack and have attitude problems and get escalated on by other groups, get all the perks?

20 days till vacation....

I have been daydreaming about this cruise, I checked out the boat online....

They have a Champagne Bar....
Oh I'm in heaven

Mom

OK so maybe I was a bit mean

So maybe, just this once, I was a tad mean calling him dickhead...

Last night was better. Baby guy only woke up once from 1 to 2am. As much as I hate to use it, I am starting to have to use ora-jel on him at night.


Mom

Last night was a rough one

So As usual... I lost my marbles last night.

Hubby goes out last night to watch the game. Sophie left at about 9 o'clock or so. I straightend up around here and went to bed, trying to watch a movie.

Baby guy up about every 20 minutes. I'm falling asleep every 5 minutes, trying to watch the movie.

Hubby comes home at 1130, and feeling REEEEAAAALLLYY GOOD!

Midnight, I am jolted out of sleep by Hubby downstairs screaming at the top of his lungs. I ran downstairs checking baby guys door was closed on the way.

There he is, with the back door open (probably smoking a cigarette) yelling on the phone with a friend, about a fucking stupid football play.

He saw me tear around the banister and the look on my face was 'what the fuck just happened' He was like oh shit I woke her up.
At this point I am tearing up because I honestly thought someone was killing him or something happened to baby guy.
Then he proceeds to put the phone up to my ear while telling whoever he was talking to, to apologize to me. WTF?!
I pushed it away and went back to bed. Correction, TRIED TO GO BACK TO BED.

He comes up to bed, pisses and flushed the toilet, Baby guy up again . I get him asleep again. 2am He's awake again, so from 2 to 530, I was trying to get him to sleep again. I brought him in our bed, he fell asleep, I put him back in his crib. He wakes up minutes later, back to our bed.

Hubby is snoring and waking up occasionally to act all annoyed that the baby is in the bed, back and forth and even in his rocking chair and then on the god damned floor next to his crib, nothing was working. At 530 as I am in tears 'please just go to sleep, please, shhhhhh, please shut up' trying to get him quiet and asleep in our bed. As I am dragging baby guy back to his crib, for the 3rd time, to at this point just leave him in it b/c I was seriously afraid I was going to hurt him.

Now Hubby decides to intervene. 'Stop, Put him back down, don't pick him up like that'. AS I AM IN FUCKING TEARS!!! I just walked away with my head in my hands, went downstairs and cried for an hour.


Hey dickhead, thanks for the help....How about stepping in BEFORE I am in tears?

It's a miracle

Well the G-man came through...


My husband cleaned up the CD's and cases from the family room. All without me having a hissy fit about it.

Tired this am....

Not enough coffee in my veins yet....


bah


gotta work

Smell ya!

IPod be damned.

Dear G-man,

If I have to continue to see every fucking cd that my husband owns, piled up high all around our chair and ottoman, I will flip my ever-fucking lid.

There are CD caselogics and jewelcases piled up all around here and all he has done for this past week, besides schoolwork, is rip albums to his IPod. And he has purchased this monstrosity of an IPod player with a subwoofer and speakers, BUT IT ONLY PLAYS A FRIGGING IPod.!! I am sure if he did some research, he could have purchased a new stereo that was IPod compatable and you would be able to play CD's and Radio. OH But wait, why bother playing a CD when everyone one you own is on the IPod, Silly Me..... Duh....

Fuck IPod and fuck all these fucking cds and shit laying around here. We are slobs as it is but this is making shit worse....


fuckety fuck fuck shit damn god damn motherfucking bullshit


Tell Mary I said Hello, again...

Yeah I was late to work today...So what, it was for a good cause. ;)

Heh Heh Heh...

Say it with me, I AM FLYING

WOAH damn, kids, I gotta get off this ride.

I am on a caffeine induced spin.

My body is trembling
Hands are shaking and sweaty

I'm gonna crash here very shortly....


whew, This is worse than the time Sophie and I went to Tower on a pill binge, we were there for HOURS and 'came to' when it was midnight and they were trying to close....

Uhhhh What day is it today?

Hello!

Can we say tired and stressed out?

Work has totally done a complete turnaround. As I said in a previous post, I no longer install orders for Little Miss Ignorance. I have my own Customers that I support and install for again.

I have missed working in this capacity. Right now I am installing 3 large networks. I know I was put on this because there was no one else who could do this, it was not like they said 'Oh yeah lets put M on it'. But I am making management glad that I am back on an account.
This is a highprofile project that is being watched at the Director and Vice President level. I see bonuses in the future, hopefully LARGE bonuses.

So my web-surfing has diminished and I can't chit chat on the phone much more these days. Poor Sophie, she calls and she gets the 'Uh-Huh'. HA HA, HOW'S IT FEEL???
See, she 'uh huh's' people when she's not paying attention. However my 'uh huh's' are because I am actually working on something.
Her 'uh huh's' get her in trouble when she uh huh/agrees to things then she dosent remember what shes gotten herself into.


Well thats my update.

33 Days to go until my vacation with my Hubby!
Sorry its not with you Soph, but Mommy needs a break and needs to reconnect with Hubby. Yeah yeah yeah, gross, shush!

Barbara Bush

This is all over the news about this rude and inconsiderate remark that Barbara Bush stated a few days ago..

The former first lady, after touring the Astrodome complex in Houston on Monday, said: ''What I'm hearing, which is sort of scary, is they all want to stay in Texas. Everyone is so overwhelmed by the hospitality. And so many of the people in the arena here, you know, were underprivileged anyway, so this is working very well for them.'' She commented during a radio interview.

Oh it's so scary that these unfortunate souls want to make homes in Texas? And living in an Arena is better than when they were in their own homes with privacy and their own belongings surrounding them?

I swear, some people are so ignorant.