So this Christmas present of mine. It got here on Saturday at our office. I went in that evening to get some things done (ie get more hours) and there it was. I unpackaged it and bawled like a big baby. Then I left it at his desk. Then I got mad. I found not one but TWO bills in my name that were NOT paid on and due the 15th. I checked the bank account and he paid our cable bill and his credit card bill. The same credit card he just got reinstated even though I have been fighting with him for two years now to get rid of it (this is the second reinstatement). I was livid. Now I had taken some money out of our account Saturday cause I took the kids out to see a movie with some friends of mine. I spent the weekend really angry but nothing compared to yesterday. Sunday evening I did take the kids to McD’s which I should not have done. I spent a wee bit too much this past weekend. And I did it out of anger. Not my most mature moment. I have to own up to this because this is a part of the ensuing drama for this week.

Let’s start with the hubs coming home yesterday. I was here at the house because lil man vomited overnight. I spent my day knitting scarves I was hired to make and writing articles over at Associated Content. So I wasn’t working in the office but I was still working. First he walks in with the dreaded box and said “Were you waiting for me to wrap it?”. I said, “No”. He stands there with it in my face. I stare back. Finally he says “Well take it then”. Isn’t that just so romantic and sweet…….take it then. GAH! Anywho I respond with “No, just keep it”. We are surrounded by kids so I am picking my words carefully because I refuse to get into a knock down drag out in front of them.  So he gets huffy but doesn’t push me further. Smart man, if he does push too much I don’t know that I can continue holding back. But then he makes another mistake. He hands me my paycheck, which he had marked as “for deposit only” because he tried to go to the bank and deposit it. THAT pissed me off. Even when I have taken his check to the bank I always have asked him about any cash back, I never just make a decision to deposit all of his money. Hm wait, I take that back….there was one time I did it but that was because he was in a meeting and I didn’t have time to wait for him to stop socializing to find out and I figured we could just go back and get some money out for him. Ok so anyway here we are bickering about money. And yes he is yelling about the money I spent over the weekend. I clamp the mouth shut. I wasn’t going to say that it wasn’t wrong but what was behind those lips were my frustrations on how I have been busting butt trying to make extra money AND how he has suggested once that “maybe I could apply at the BP” and how he is always pushing for ME to get back into school to work towards  MY CPA license. That will take me at least 4 years before I can sit and test. He can test now. But you don’t see him doing it do you? NOOOOOO. Course not. It’s all up to me!

And ya know, instead of coming and talking to me about the money situation last night when kids are asleep, he spent all night in his bedroom talking on the phone with a friend. He does that every night now. If he isn’t on the computer playing whatever current RPG he is into at the moment. What really kills me is he could know everything all at once if he actually came by this blog. He knows it is here, he knows the site, and he doesn’t bother. I can only surmise that he just doesn’t give a flying fuck and is convinced I won’t leave. He is in for a big fucking shock!

Oh and guess what! We are doing one of those fucking bank loans for our taxes. Yea, those same bank loans (aka rapid refund) that I advise not using unless your about to lose your car or home……yea. ANd you want to know why? Because he said to me “I want to catch up on daycare”. Really? That credit card is so much more important than paying our sons’ daycare? Wtf does PRIORITIES mean????

Ok, sorry. I really had to get alot of that out. Considering I really am trying to keep the kids from hearing some horrible fight and I need him to actually be a freaking man and come to me for once……we aren’t getting anywhere.

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