I'm just not having a great day so far. I really don't like to complain but I need to vent to someone. I woke up this morning to John asking me if it was cold in here... I was covered in a pile of cats so I had no clue. He then asked what time it was. I grabbed my cell phone which is my alarm clock and it was turned off! I quickly got it back on and realized John had to leave for work in five minutes. The phone had died in the middle of the night so I didn't have my alarm which usually wakes me up 20 minutes before he goes to work. I have to make sure he gets up every day, he does not wake up to an alarm.
So I told him to get up, he had to go. "But I don't feel good".
Ooook, why don't you feel good? "I just don't, I'll go back to sleep and go into work later". Normally I wouldn't mind, but today is Friday. Friday is serious cleaning day because I never get a chance to do anything during the weekend. He finally got up at 11 AM. I'm already a few hours behind schedule.... got four loads of laundry to do, litter boxes to clean, dogs to walk, floor to sweep, garbage to throw away, etc.
He left here at 11:30 AM. I really needed to get a shower and I told him I had to get one before his dad got back and needed the bathroom. I always have to take my showers while John's dad and grandpa are at the nursing home visiting John's grandma otherwise the bathroom needs to be used a lot and I don't get a chance for a shower. As soon as he walked out the door, I went to the bathroom where I heard the shower running. John's brother (whose only mission in life is to make me miserable) had overheard me saying I needed to get a shower and decided to be a jerk and take one himself to keep me from being able to get one. And he's still in there.
So I'm still waaaaaaaay behind on my cleaning, John will be back in only 4 1/2 hours, and I haven't gotten my shower for today yet.
I realize these are just little things and I shouldn't let it get to me so much. But it does, and I'm just really frustrated now!
So I told him to get up, he had to go. "But I don't feel good".
He left here at 11:30 AM. I really needed to get a shower and I told him I had to get one before his dad got back and needed the bathroom. I always have to take my showers while John's dad and grandpa are at the nursing home visiting John's grandma otherwise the bathroom needs to be used a lot and I don't get a chance for a shower. As soon as he walked out the door, I went to the bathroom where I heard the shower running. John's brother (whose only mission in life is to make me miserable) had overheard me saying I needed to get a shower and decided to be a jerk and take one himself to keep me from being able to get one. And he's still in there.
So I'm still waaaaaaaay behind on my cleaning, John will be back in only 4 1/2 hours, and I haven't gotten my shower for today yet.
I realize these are just little things and I shouldn't let it get to me so much. But it does, and I'm just really frustrated now!