Dick has just gotten back from Gotham City and has been sleeping non-stop since then. This is common as he feels it is well deserved since he’s been working and driving the long distance. I do understand that this is no easy task so I let him sleep.
I, too, am extremely tired because I haven’t had much sleep the night before from working all night and only getting about 3 hours sleep. Even still, I wake up with the girls to make them breakfast and homeschool them.
Dick’s been in bed all day while I’ve been working like a madwoman doing a million things: breakfast, homeschooling, cleaning, car business stuff, rental property stuff, etc.
THIS DICK DOESN’T MAKE BEDS
When Dick finally does get up, I ask him to make the bed, because he was the last one to get out of bed AND he knows HOW, remember? So I think it’s only fair that he make the bed! Yes, it’s when you expect these things that you are sure to be disappointed.
Dick is currently getting ready to go buy some groceries we need since I was going to make us another hearty soup for dinner because it’s dang cold and we love soup when it’s cold. At my request for him to make the bed, he says he can’t because “I have to go out in the COLD to get the groceries.”
So am I supposed to give you a award for going out in the cold? Give me a fucking break! (Can you tell I’m tired?) I tell him how tired I am, how I’ve been working all day and to please make the bed. It doesn’t take that long!
“I don’t make beds, I never make beds.”
“Well, I don’t like doing alot of the shit I do either but I still do it. When do I get to take a break? I’m tired.
I’ve been working all day. It’s the least you can do.”
“You just need to manage your energy better.”
If that doesn’t make you want to throw a brick at a man I don’t know what would. My response?
“I’ll show you manage my energy…let me manage my energy on your ASS!”
He laughs but I’m pretty pretty pissed.
“You’re on your period.”
Oh, another great response. So what if I am?
Yes, it’s possible the devil has peered it’s little ugly head out again.
MANAGING MY ENERGY
He leaves and goes grocery shopping. I’m livid. The nerve of him…manage my energy better.
“[Get] Onions and whatever else you need to cook with. I’m managing my energy. Not cooking.”
COOLING OFF
Dick comes home and by that time I’ve had time to calm down after painting with Louise. I decide to let my anger go because it doesn’t do us at good at this point. We still need to eat. This is not the first nor last time we will have this kind of tiff. Plus, Dick is trying to be nice…which is good because my reaction depends on how he treats me at this point. I know he wants to eat so he’s got to be nice. Plus, he knows if he even shows an inkling of attitude, ALL HELL WILL BREAK LOOSE.
I’m still adamant against making soup since it’s dinnertime already and it’s going to take me a while to make the soup.
So instead, I make an easy pasta with tapenade. Since it took me so long to rant and rave about Dick, the tapenade pasta recipe will be in a separate post.
-Jane, Wife of Non-Bed-Making DICK!
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