How many flags do you count?
I know that we're all married now, but I need to put this out there somewhere, and I can't do it on FB or Twitter because DH will see it and it will make him feel bad.
DH is sick today, he's been sick all weekend. He's called in sick this morning. I'm a contract employee and don't have sick days and could not take the time off to go take him to the doctor, or to stock the apartment since we've been house-sitting for his parents for the last week and have no food. I took the car to work this morning, but told him he should make an appointment with the doctor and call his mom to see if she could take him to the doctors. (that was my first mistake).
So now, my 23-year-old husband is at home being coddled by his mother because he's too much of a baby to take care of himself when he's sick and I couldn't take off to take care of him. I am angry at his mother for suggesting it in the first place and for bribing him with soup instead of taking him to the doctor, and then to the store to get food and taking him home where he belongs. I'm also angry because it appears as though she paid his co-pay for the appointment and I just want to scream.
I know it's probably silly and overreacting, but I feel like DH is with an ex-girlfriend instead of his mother and it is driving me up the wall. I just wanna scream.
So now I have to go even further out of my way tonight to pick him up from his mothers because I'm tired of her doing things for him like he's still 12. He can drive himself or I can pick him up. Either way he shouldn't be there in the first place, but since aparently, his 23-year-old self is incapable of making a can of soup, I'm stuck hating his mother and driving out to her house to pick him up after I get out of choir practice tonight.
I'm just whining at this point, but I'm angry at her and at him and I'm just beat.