I pouted and cried to Brian during dinner about how I'm worried about getting everything done at work. So many things going on in these next few weeks. Special events and end of the year things. Not to mention the grade cards, student improvement plans, inventories, and work for August that needs to be done. It's May of the 10-11 school year and I'm already freaking out about August of the 11-12 year! Brian asked if it would help to make a to-do list. (He knows I love lists and they calm me). I told him I've already made several lists! Duplicate lists! Lists of lists to make! Multiple calendars filled out. Sticky notes. List pads with dates, times, bullets. I'm so worried I'm going to slip up and miss one thing I have it written so many places there's no way I will forget.
And after I pouted, and we ate, and watched Castle. He had to go play WOW. I whined like a small, tantrum throwing child. I asked him repeatedly if it would really be a big deal if he didn't go. And when 7:30 rolled around I pulled out all the stops and cried. It didn't work. Sometimes I really freakin' hate that video game. He came home around 6:30 because of his swim workout. I was cooking dinner. We ate and watched tv. Then he goes to play while I clean up. It doesn't seem fair. We only spent an hour together. That's may 2 waking hours we've spent together today. I'll be asleep before he comes to bed. I know it's only twice a week that this happens but I still want to bitch about it. On a night like tonight where I'm feeling stressed and grumpy a nice cuddle on the couch would do me some good. I guess I'll just cuddle with myself, watch some Glee, and go to bed. Wha-Wha.
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