Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Bad headspace.

It is hard to be a cheerful and chipper person when you have to interact with certain people.

Right now I'm more than a little annoyed and I wish I knew why, I know better, I don't expect anything different and yet I'm still annoyed.

I asked the husband to do one little thing, set up the tv and dvd in the bedroom so that I can watch tv or a dvd while I unpack the bedroom. Well I guess I should have been more specific as he did set it up but none of it worked. I got such a look (now if I could do this on my own I would have done so and not bothered to ask him) and back upstairs he went. Apparently tv1 doesn't have the necessary bits to plug dvd1 into, so he had to switch tvs. Now instead of hooking tv2 (which doesn't have a remote) into dvd1 (I have the remote for this one) , he hooks it into dvd2 (which does have a remote, but he couldn't be bothered to look for it). I get back to the bedroom, it all apparently works but neither the tv nor the dvd player has a remote. Instead of being thoughtful and bringing up one of those all-in-one remotes of which we have plenty (I have no idea where anything is in the basement, that's his area and has it organized his own way) he just gives me a look of disgust which says that nothing he does is ever good enough and stomps back downstairs. Does he come back upstairs, no. He just has a foul attitude and didn't even come to bed.

That was last night. Has he spoken to me today? Yes, to ask two questions. If I needed anything while he went out, and later on if I knew where his cap was. Otherwise he hasn't said one word to me. I dislike dealing with people who want to act childish, so I spent a good bit of this morning catching up with my book and letting him have quality time with his daughter as he'll be deploying soon and I think they could use all of the QT they can get. Boy I shouldn't have bothered. Now he makes me out to bed the one with the attitude and the only thing she has said to me today is that I *have* to cook tonight because there are no leftovers. Why do I feel like a f**king maid and housekeeper. I'm getting sick and tired of this BS.

First the girl-child gets upset the other day and says I spend all day on the computer (converting his F'ing mp3s in the hopes they'll be done before he deploys as he's taking the laptop with him) and then when I'm not doing that I'm cooking. It drives me up the wall that she expects that whenever she is home that I should devote every waking hour to her. That I should cater to her every whim just because she's awake.

I suppose all in all it wouldn't bother me with the exception that the few things I have selfishly bought for myself, she's decided that she could play with them as if they were hers and feels no remorse for destroying said items. She just lies about it, shrugs her shoulders and does it again. There are times when I wish I could lock things away, however why should I have to do that when she's old enough to learn to leave other people's things alone.

I am so not in a good headspace right now. I'm going to head out and watch tv in the bedroom (that I had to dick around with so at least one works with a remote). Maybe after he's deployed I'll locate one of the all-in-one remotes so I'll have a remote to work with the tv.

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