Decoration and Men!!
This is a completely personal entry today. I didn’t have time to do any writing or any coding, it was just me and RL (real life) – which seems to suck a little more each day. Today I got in the nesting mood – I have no idea why…
So I decided to do some decoration in the living room/den area. It’s looked like a college dorm room for almost three years now. I mean two computer desks, a futon, a tv and some furniture that the boys always have dirty and fingerprinted, and old valances thrown over ugly curtain rods – which have been liberally cat clawed and have turned gray with age.
So I got a new throw blanket and several nice pillows for the futon. It’s had an old navy blue cover for ages, two of the pillows are a tweed that matches the knitted pattern in the blanket and two are navy. Then I added two new lamps, a short one for the side table and a tall one for the other side. I hung up several pictures since I have nice portraits of the boys, got a nice new candle (with a unbreakable base – cats and kids) and new curtains to replace the almost ten year old, cat clawed mess that had been up before – they didn’t even require new curtain rods since they are the kind with a pocket.
and my husband walks in the door – I’m finishing the last of hanging the pictures and he asks “do you know what you’re doing?” and spouted some nonsense about having to put nails into studs – um, these are picture frames buddy – not a new shelf. And I’d asked him to hang them two weeks ago.
I think men are just programed to piss of their wives.
Then later as he’s sitting on the couch whining about how he’ll miss a ton of the rose bowl because he’s bowling tonight – he asks “so why did we get all this new stuff”. The only comment he makes about the change. Granted I didn’t have enough time to clean too – which is something I wanted to do. But today was grocery day and that meant all my free time was spent running around buying milk and eggs and everything else. Between groceries, afternoon naps, running kids to and from school, and supper/laundry/normal chores I didn’t have the extra two hours I needed to clean and polish the furniture, decobweb what I could see, etc.
I think women get treated a lot better BEFORE the wedding. I mean, our first valentines day together he got me an “Arwen” pendant from the noble collection – just out of the blue (I’m a LOTR fan 
. Then you get married and suddenly all that matters is if the house is clean. I got him an ipod for christmas (a video 60gig) – he got me a knife set. I suppose I got him back though, because he didn’t give anyone (even me) christmas present ideas so I told everyone he knows “Home Depot Giftcards” Yes it was a hint, dammit I want my bathroom back. I’m fat enough now that lugging my butt up the stairs every time I need to use the bathroom (which is often) isn’t fun.
Sometimes I just want to throw men out the window – and my boys too. I swear men have no emotions but aggression and boredom.
Then my children are just evil lately. What is the rule that says the worse I feel and the more work I do in a day the more unruly and destructive they are?
And I really need to say no to people – I’m not good with kids, it’s NOT one of my gifts. I helped out with the church christmas program because what I LACK in people/children skills I make up for in direction, acting, and singing ability. So now I’m helping out with regular classes on wednesday nights. This ought to be fun.
Well, that is my daily whine – since it’s the only kind I can have anyway (if I wasn’t pregnant a day like this would require it) AT least I managed to fill my required blog entry, even if it runs all over the place and probably isn’t something a regular reader would be interested in. Oh well, sometimes real life intrudes on my brain, like most people.