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<blockquote data-quote="Marcie Mac" data-source="post: 122071" data-attributes="member: 47"><p>Shari, one day it occurred to me out of the blue that when people would ask me how many kids I had, " 4 " always came out of my mouth. Because I automatically included dex in the total LOL</p><p> </p><p>I have always been a doer for everyone and everything. Every once in a while I would get on an angry roll when I got too overwhelmed, and everyone would just look at me with that " what, whats the matter- what have we done" look on their face. I went for years just taking care of everything because it was a lot less hassel than getting into an argument over who actually should be doing it.</p><p> </p><p>I reeled in my apron strings with Dex and pointed him to the door, but still ended up "doing" now for the other three. One day I had a phone call at work, I can't remember which of the boys it was, complaining there were no clean towels. Someone else called right afterwards wanting to know if I was comming home on time to go shopping and make dinner. </p><p> </p><p>I went home on time and promptly lost it, and moved me and my stuff in the spare room. Didnt go grocery shopping, didn't make dinner, didn't do laundry, and just acted like I was a roommate. I think it lasted a blissful month of me only taking care of my wants and needs (although my stomach was in a knot when I had to ramble thru the house for some reason - it was a disaster). One day I got a call at work to tell me, mom, I did the towels, and another, mom I washed the dishes. I came home to a clean house and apologies for not helping out, from the boys AND SO. Since that time, they have done a pretty good job of keeping it going.</p><p> </p><p>Your hubby should be thankful he is married to you and not me. They would be scouting the back 40 to see if they could find where I buried him. I realize you must live on some kind of farm but jeeze, there should be some limits on what you take care of (animals first) and sharing of the work load. I don't know, seems like you selling your horse to make a point is like cutting off your nose to spite your face. And then what will you do when the horse is gone and hubby is still playing remote roulette? </p><p> </p><p>Its going to take a LOT of work trying to untrain him. Good luck with that. I had a conversation with easy child not that long ago after a harrowing call with the eldest where he said Mom, you need to watch us, even me, cause we will take advantage of you if you let us. And he was right.</p><p> </p><p>Marcie</p><p> </p><p>Marcie</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Marcie Mac, post: 122071, member: 47"] Shari, one day it occurred to me out of the blue that when people would ask me how many kids I had, " 4 " always came out of my mouth. Because I automatically included dex in the total LOL I have always been a doer for everyone and everything. Every once in a while I would get on an angry roll when I got too overwhelmed, and everyone would just look at me with that " what, whats the matter- what have we done" look on their face. I went for years just taking care of everything because it was a lot less hassel than getting into an argument over who actually should be doing it. I reeled in my apron strings with Dex and pointed him to the door, but still ended up "doing" now for the other three. One day I had a phone call at work, I can't remember which of the boys it was, complaining there were no clean towels. Someone else called right afterwards wanting to know if I was comming home on time to go shopping and make dinner. I went home on time and promptly lost it, and moved me and my stuff in the spare room. Didnt go grocery shopping, didn't make dinner, didn't do laundry, and just acted like I was a roommate. I think it lasted a blissful month of me only taking care of my wants and needs (although my stomach was in a knot when I had to ramble thru the house for some reason - it was a disaster). One day I got a call at work to tell me, mom, I did the towels, and another, mom I washed the dishes. I came home to a clean house and apologies for not helping out, from the boys AND SO. Since that time, they have done a pretty good job of keeping it going. Your hubby should be thankful he is married to you and not me. They would be scouting the back 40 to see if they could find where I buried him. I realize you must live on some kind of farm but jeeze, there should be some limits on what you take care of (animals first) and sharing of the work load. I don't know, seems like you selling your horse to make a point is like cutting off your nose to spite your face. And then what will you do when the horse is gone and hubby is still playing remote roulette? Its going to take a LOT of work trying to untrain him. Good luck with that. I had a conversation with easy child not that long ago after a harrowing call with the eldest where he said Mom, you need to watch us, even me, cause we will take advantage of you if you let us. And he was right. Marcie Marcie [/QUOTE]
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