I've picked up a second job, which is more of an inconvenience than the $100 I've made working the last two weekends. It's retail, which already sucks.
My wife's family lives 30 minutes away, and we both work Sunday, will her mom watch our 6 month old son....nope. So now my parents who are already watching him Saturday night when we have a wedding to go to (I'll add on to that later) will now have to stay until 5 on Sunday.
My stomach hurts, so my wife feels the need to schedule a doctor's appointment for me to go and tell him I have a tummy ache, people get stomach aches, it's a fact of life, 1)I hate doctors 2)It's a waste of time because they aren't going to do anything for me. I'll hear I need to eat healthier and drink more water. Thank you for going to college for 12 years, and charging me over $100 for this "oh so valuable, why didn't I think of that," information. Obviously I know I need to eat better and drink more water, I choose not to, because I like caffeine, and because I don't have the time or the money to buy the expensive foods and prepare them properly.
On top of that there's always money issues, always. As a teacher and I coach 2 varsity sports I'm already short on time, now with a baby who is awesome but requires time and I love giving him time, he's another priority. I've picked up this second job that pays $8.00 an hour!
The wedding is for a coworker of mine, and I plan on having fun, good clean adult fun. I'm not big on getting hammered but I like to have fun, nothing sloppy. As soon as I start she'll start talking crap, I can't wait for her to ruin my fun at this wedding. She's so judgemental, and talks crap about stuff that she knows nothing about. And can't take correction or criticism herself.
This was supposed to be venting about how I don't have time and stressed out that has turned into wife bashing so let me get back on topic.
We moved into a new place in September, it got flooded when the turned the water on so that was an extra week that we couldn't move in. The contractors have yet to get their lockbox off of our front door months after the work is complete and our refrigerator has a puddle of water collecting on the top shelf. All of this I'm supposed to tell our landlord (apparently I'm the only one in our marriage with their phone number) but after calls and texts they won't respond. But somehow it's my fault that this stuff isn't fixed yet.
That pretty much sums up all of the stuff that I've had thrown in my face this morning by 9:15. Seriously I've had a discussion about all of these things and none of them are getting better anytime soon. LUCKY ME!
Submitted December 11, 2014 at 07:46PM by coach_merritt http://ift.tt/1yCBHve venting
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