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Oct. 23rd, 2013 10:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
becomingkate Because I know you all love hearing about our arguments!
On Tuesdays I have to pick up my son from school so he'll be on time for karate. We come home and he has a snack and changes into his uniform and we go. We get home around 5:30.
Last week it was nice. When I came home my husband was already preparing dinner, so I thought cool, he'll think to do it again. I was starving and my husband had said he wanted fish sticks (yes, he eats like a child sometimes) so I figured he would start them before we got home. I got home...nothing. I asked him when he got home, because I thought maybe he had just walked in the house. 4:15, he said.
I was pissed! He came home and bummed around for an hour and a half and didn't think to start dinner? "I thought we were having meatballs," he said. Ok, we had discussed having meatballs, but I thought we decided on fish sticks. Did you check in the fridge for meatballs? "No."
He said, he just wanted all of us to eat together and since he thought we were having meatballs that would just take a couple minutes to warm up, he didn't get anything started. But he didn't even look to see if I had made meatballs. And of course it was my fault because I didn't call him to tell him I didn't make meatballs.
Oh, my bad. I texted him instead. But he gets so many useless texts from his coworkers (they all come in to his phone even if they aren't talking to him) that he missed mine.
I told him that he was acting like a child who needs step by step instructions on how to look for food and prepare something. The one day I can't be home to make dinner, he can't cover for me unless I practically do it for him. This is why I'm teaching my son about food and cooking. So he'll actually think of it when there's not somebody there to hold his hand.
So I made miso soup for my son and me that took five minutes and left him to wait for his fish sticks for 20 minutes. :P
He's so bent on "doing things together" that he sits around, hungry, waiting for us to all eat together, and doesn't even bother to make sure there's something ready for all of us to have. And yet when we want to go out and do fun stuff like Halloween events or projects at the craft store we have to drag him out the door because there are "better things to do".
Side note: a friend commented that I sound frustrated whenever I post here. It is true that I'm frustrated a lot, but not all the time. I mean yes, I am perpetually frustrated, LOL. But most of the time it's just humming in the background. When I'm really pissed, I vent here.
On a bright note, I have a crush on my son's karate teacher. He said hi to me yesterday and it caught me off guard and I'm pretty sure I blushed. Hahaha. I'm such a dork.
On Tuesdays I have to pick up my son from school so he'll be on time for karate. We come home and he has a snack and changes into his uniform and we go. We get home around 5:30.
Last week it was nice. When I came home my husband was already preparing dinner, so I thought cool, he'll think to do it again. I was starving and my husband had said he wanted fish sticks (yes, he eats like a child sometimes) so I figured he would start them before we got home. I got home...nothing. I asked him when he got home, because I thought maybe he had just walked in the house. 4:15, he said.
I was pissed! He came home and bummed around for an hour and a half and didn't think to start dinner? "I thought we were having meatballs," he said. Ok, we had discussed having meatballs, but I thought we decided on fish sticks. Did you check in the fridge for meatballs? "No."
He said, he just wanted all of us to eat together and since he thought we were having meatballs that would just take a couple minutes to warm up, he didn't get anything started. But he didn't even look to see if I had made meatballs. And of course it was my fault because I didn't call him to tell him I didn't make meatballs.
Oh, my bad. I texted him instead. But he gets so many useless texts from his coworkers (they all come in to his phone even if they aren't talking to him) that he missed mine.
I told him that he was acting like a child who needs step by step instructions on how to look for food and prepare something. The one day I can't be home to make dinner, he can't cover for me unless I practically do it for him. This is why I'm teaching my son about food and cooking. So he'll actually think of it when there's not somebody there to hold his hand.
So I made miso soup for my son and me that took five minutes and left him to wait for his fish sticks for 20 minutes. :P
He's so bent on "doing things together" that he sits around, hungry, waiting for us to all eat together, and doesn't even bother to make sure there's something ready for all of us to have. And yet when we want to go out and do fun stuff like Halloween events or projects at the craft store we have to drag him out the door because there are "better things to do".
Side note: a friend commented that I sound frustrated whenever I post here. It is true that I'm frustrated a lot, but not all the time. I mean yes, I am perpetually frustrated, LOL. But most of the time it's just humming in the background. When I'm really pissed, I vent here.
On a bright note, I have a crush on my son's karate teacher. He said hi to me yesterday and it caught me off guard and I'm pretty sure I blushed. Hahaha. I'm such a dork.
