Have you ever had one of those days where you just feel like sitting and crying? Where everything just seems to agitate you, no matter how small it is??? Well...this is one of those days. I got so agitated over a few things today, that I got MAD. Then I start thinking of all the things that just really piss me off, and why in the HELL do I have to deal with this shit??? So...I decided it is time to vent. And truly, this is just one of my problems....which is sad. My husband. He is the messiest person I know. Seriously. Sometimes I think I am messy and lazy, but my laziness pales in comparison to him. He has no clue what a clothes hamper is, or garbage can...or ashtray. NO CLUE. You can show him, and tell him, or ask him nicely to please use these things.....but.....maybe he doesn't speak english either, I don't know. I think the XBOX has fried his brain or something....
Want to see what I live with??? Beware, it ain't pretty.....
my bedroom...makes it real tough to make teh bed when I have to trudge through this mess everyday, i used to pick it up everyday for him. Then I decided...screw it! If he doesn't want to put his clohtes in the hamper, they won't get washed. SADLY...the basket sitting there? Well...one day he was forced to wash his clothes...so he did...and then, he never put them away! So now, all the clean clothes (still in basket) have gotten mixed with the dirty! EEEWWWW!!! what a mess! pisses me off.
Part 2 of my poor bedroom: the dresser where the xbox sits. ahhhhh.....teh glorious xbox. And look at all the company it has! Cans and bottles everywhere! Is it really that tough to put it in the garbage can?? (which, is right next to the dresser!!!) The best part, this is not even that BAD! He was forced to clean them up the other day when he ran out of ROOM!!!!! Normally, you will see no gaps!
And now for the best (WORST!) part of all, my back porch. Where he goes to smoke (which he does ALOT on breaks from xbox). I am pretty sure they invented ashtrays for a reason right??? To put your ashes in??? And butts??? Well, this too has eluded my husband. This is what I get to walk through to go outside everyday. Let me tell you..I HATE THIS! And this too, isn't even the worst it has ever been! It has been MUCH MUCH WORSE! If i had waited like a week to get mad and need to vent, it would be WAY WORSE. He never cleans this up! NEVER! But, if I say something to him, or if I start to clean it up, which inevitably, I will (don't worry, i take a shower when I am done, get all the ashes off me!) he says to me "sweetie? why are you cleaning that? I would have done it!" I always hear that, yet, he never does it. And, here is the kicker here. My mom just came down a little bit ago and witnessed all this. She called me up the other day and told me this. "Tracey, I think you need to clean that up all the time. He works, and you stay home, so, I think you should clean it. If you cleaned it every day, it wouldn't be so bad....." ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME???????? Why in the HELL should I have to clean an ashy cigarette mess when I don't smoke?????