So today I woke up, thinking of ways to make up with hubby. Things ain't too prom-prom right now because of last night's tiff.
He left home early morning to go get the newspapers and minutes later he came back home with a tot in his arms. His friend's child.
Don't get me wrong, I love kids. But 3 days in a week you send your child over without even asking me if I'd be free to take care of her. I know hubby told his friend, the first time, that it's okay but I didn't expect it to become a regular thing! And without even asking me!
I'm sitting here by my laptop while hubby is taking care of his responsibility. I'm mad at him and his friend.
I'm not a monster but I'm feeling like one. I wouldn't cave in today though. Hubby should embrace the consequence of his actions. And deal with it. Just don't drag me into it. Not today of all days.
Here's to me...a fucked-up Friday!
Friday Fiction (a day late): Leaves
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5 Comments:
Donn zot enn pouce, zot prend enn pie ... samem des fwa mo hesite pou ran service. People abuse you if you give them the opportunity to!
I know right...I feel so disgusted right now. And the poor kid is in the middle of all this...ran service et gagne coup de pieds dan fesse!
I would have been pissed off too if that had happened to me. Some people just think they've got people at their disposition anytime. I hate that.
all you would have to do is talk to me in the accent and i couldn't be mad at you! but that's just me... a romantic.
@j-face Accent? What kind of accent do you think I possess? LOL