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I try to take a stand...Tony goes wishy washy!
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<blockquote data-quote="DammitJanet" data-source="post: 414380" data-attributes="member: 1514"><p>I know I know. But if I give tony any flack I get the flack back. Its just about not worth it.</p><p></p><p>I thought Cory was going to be there yesterday to help me take care of Keyana but Tony took him with him on the boat fishing which left me all day with Keyana alone. From 8 am when she got up till they got home at around 9:30 Saturday night. Now I love the child to death but she is almost 5 and she wears me out because I simply am not physically able to do as much as most people my age are able to do. The shopping trip, a stop at McDonalds and then home to watch some TV was about it. I had to rest so I let her take a bath which she loves while I watch some TV, then I tried to do a bit in the kitchen. Then I took her outside and tried to get her to play on her swing set and ride her bike. Well she doesnt want to do that. She wants to just stand in front of me and complain. I smoked a couple of cigarettes and told her if she wasnt going to play we were just going back inside...this was pointless. Meanwhile she is dragging all her toys all over the house. Im beat trying to keep up with her. She keeps coming over to me...is this an R...is this a J...is this a K...ugh! I try to just give her a coloring book...she wont do that. Spongebob worked for about 30 minutes. </p><p></p><p>Then I fed her dinner. Then she starts in on...when is everyone coming home. I start complaining...when is everyone coming home! Billy finally gets home around 8 and gets her movie going in the DVD player so she settled down and I thought I was going to die.</p><p></p><p>I told Tony...Sunday is your day. I want to do nothing but lay in bed and sleep. My body is killing me and I am tired. So what happens? She starts coming in my room about 9 am, asking for this, looking for that. I send her out and tell her to ask Papa. She keeps coming in. I finally drag myself out and say...look, I am exhausted, its your day...do something. I thought you were taking her fishing today...you promised. Its too cold, I get told. Well do something else with her. She isnt even out of her pajama's! DO SOMETHING>..I am sleeping. I go back to my room and fall back asleep. I tried to wake up to watch the race but I was so exhausted I kept falling asleep during it. That is odd for me but my body was so sore and I was just mentally and physically worn out. Sometimes I get those days when I simply cant go on and I need a day to recharge. He did nothing all day but sit in the living room and watch tv with Cory and basically do nothing with her. Even when she came in and told me she was hungry, I had to go out and show him where he lunch food was! </p><p></p><p>Now he had caught fish on Saturday when he went fishing and said we were having them for dinner today. Good. But normally he starts all this at about 3 pm so that dinner is ready about 5ish. Today for some odd reason he didnt even attempt to start until 5:45 and that was when he came in to my room to make a comment about the fact that I had been in bed all day. I looked at the clock and said, uhhh...where is Keyana, its almost time to take her home. He says she is out with Mandy and one of Mandy's friends...I said, well you better find her because she needs to get home like now! So then I am the bad guy again. He says well I have to go get oil for the fish how am I supposed to do all of this at one time? I said you simply didnt plan very well now did you? By the time he gets Keyana home, its 6:45, no time to cook fish and fries that will take at least an hour and a half so he blows up at everyone including Billy who had just walked in the door from working all day long!</p><p></p><p>No I wasnt getting up to cook fish which should have been cooked at least 3 hours before. I am horrible at cooking fish the way he wants it done. Any way, every time he left my room for more than 15 minutes, I fell back asleep. But of course, when he finally came to bed he announced that I have to be up at 4 am to take him to work if I want my car tomorrow and I have to have my car tomorrow because I have to take Keyana to dance class. </p><p></p><p>Whenever he makes a mistake, its my fault. I get so sick of this. I dont know how to talk to him in any substantive way anymore because he fights. He seems to get mad at me over everything. Its almost as if when I say something is black, he will argue to the heavens it is white.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="DammitJanet, post: 414380, member: 1514"] I know I know. But if I give tony any flack I get the flack back. Its just about not worth it. I thought Cory was going to be there yesterday to help me take care of Keyana but Tony took him with him on the boat fishing which left me all day with Keyana alone. From 8 am when she got up till they got home at around 9:30 Saturday night. Now I love the child to death but she is almost 5 and she wears me out because I simply am not physically able to do as much as most people my age are able to do. The shopping trip, a stop at McDonalds and then home to watch some TV was about it. I had to rest so I let her take a bath which she loves while I watch some TV, then I tried to do a bit in the kitchen. Then I took her outside and tried to get her to play on her swing set and ride her bike. Well she doesnt want to do that. She wants to just stand in front of me and complain. I smoked a couple of cigarettes and told her if she wasnt going to play we were just going back inside...this was pointless. Meanwhile she is dragging all her toys all over the house. Im beat trying to keep up with her. She keeps coming over to me...is this an R...is this a J...is this a K...ugh! I try to just give her a coloring book...she wont do that. Spongebob worked for about 30 minutes. Then I fed her dinner. Then she starts in on...when is everyone coming home. I start complaining...when is everyone coming home! Billy finally gets home around 8 and gets her movie going in the DVD player so she settled down and I thought I was going to die. I told Tony...Sunday is your day. I want to do nothing but lay in bed and sleep. My body is killing me and I am tired. So what happens? She starts coming in my room about 9 am, asking for this, looking for that. I send her out and tell her to ask Papa. She keeps coming in. I finally drag myself out and say...look, I am exhausted, its your day...do something. I thought you were taking her fishing today...you promised. Its too cold, I get told. Well do something else with her. She isnt even out of her pajama's! DO SOMETHING>..I am sleeping. I go back to my room and fall back asleep. I tried to wake up to watch the race but I was so exhausted I kept falling asleep during it. That is odd for me but my body was so sore and I was just mentally and physically worn out. Sometimes I get those days when I simply cant go on and I need a day to recharge. He did nothing all day but sit in the living room and watch tv with Cory and basically do nothing with her. Even when she came in and told me she was hungry, I had to go out and show him where he lunch food was! Now he had caught fish on Saturday when he went fishing and said we were having them for dinner today. Good. But normally he starts all this at about 3 pm so that dinner is ready about 5ish. Today for some odd reason he didnt even attempt to start until 5:45 and that was when he came in to my room to make a comment about the fact that I had been in bed all day. I looked at the clock and said, uhhh...where is Keyana, its almost time to take her home. He says she is out with Mandy and one of Mandy's friends...I said, well you better find her because she needs to get home like now! So then I am the bad guy again. He says well I have to go get oil for the fish how am I supposed to do all of this at one time? I said you simply didnt plan very well now did you? By the time he gets Keyana home, its 6:45, no time to cook fish and fries that will take at least an hour and a half so he blows up at everyone including Billy who had just walked in the door from working all day long! No I wasnt getting up to cook fish which should have been cooked at least 3 hours before. I am horrible at cooking fish the way he wants it done. Any way, every time he left my room for more than 15 minutes, I fell back asleep. But of course, when he finally came to bed he announced that I have to be up at 4 am to take him to work if I want my car tomorrow and I have to have my car tomorrow because I have to take Keyana to dance class. Whenever he makes a mistake, its my fault. I get so sick of this. I dont know how to talk to him in any substantive way anymore because he fights. He seems to get mad at me over everything. Its almost as if when I say something is black, he will argue to the heavens it is white. [/QUOTE]
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