I'm irritated.....

I've heard a million and one times that when you're married, you go through ups and downs and shit is good one minute and fucked up the next. Times when you love your spouse to death and other dimes you're wondering why in the fuck did I marry THIS motha-fucka????


I'm having the latter...all this week, E has been on my ever-lasting NERVES. First of all, he got a job or whatever, and the hours are 5:00 AM - 1:30 PM.....You'd think this nigga had been working the last 30 years. EVERYTHING is surrounding him and this fuckin job. Case in point, Wednesday night....I put D to bed and came downstairs about 11:00-ish to get online to do some routine and random stuff, balance the checkbook, look up some stuff, check e-mail, etc.. E has been sleeping downstairs because it's been hotter than Haiti here lately and it's cooler downstairs than upstairs. Plus he gets up at 4 AM and doesn't want to wake me and D up while he's getting ready. So anyway, he's sitting up watching Sportscenter. I ask him "Hey when are you going to bed?" He says "Don't worry about me, I'm straight" all with a fuckin attitude. So I'm thinking cool...he's staying up, I can get online. About 5 minutes after I sit down, here he starts...."Ummm How long are you gonna be on the computer?" I say "why" you are watching TV" Nowwwww all of a fuckin sudden, he's ready to go so sleep and I'm holding him up by being on the computer. So then I say "Ummm I'm not talking t o you, I'm just sitting here quietly, so what is the problem?" This nigga has the NERVE to respond and say "The mouse clicking is getting on my nerves. I DO have to get up at 4 AM and go to work" Like seriously......He's been in school the last 2 years and I've been the one getting up and going to work, but now he got a job, it's all about him.....So I, of course, proceeded to go the fuck off about how he hasn't given a good-godamn about me getting rest, when he comes upstairs at 3 AM for some ass cuz HE didn't have a fuckin job, or when he wants to have a chat at midnight when I had to go to work!

Wednesday was also his 30th birthday and I think he was thinking he'd get all this fanfare and lights and shit. Well his mother sent him an e-card, and 2 of his good friends called. That's about it. I think he was thinking the sky would open up for him because he had a major ass attitude about the fact that he didn't get that many calls. Once again, I said happy birthday to you, so what the fuck you getting shitty with me for????????

Then today. Before he started this job he has now, he worked for a temp service for like one week. Well after the week is over, they require you to go online, log your hours and the checks are processed and sent from Florida or some shit. The check was supposed to come in the mail either yesteray or today. It didn't come. So he calls me on my cell phone while I'm at the nail shop getting my nails done, screaming about how his check didn't come and if his shit ain't in the mail Monday, I'm gonna have to bail him out of jail because he's going down to the temp agency and beating somebody's ass, cuz he worked his hours and wants his money...blah blah blah. Now please don't mistake me for a bitch, I completely understand his anger and frustration, but seriously....why ya yellin at me man? I'm not the one responsible for your check! So I get home and try to cheer him up, but no. He's got the attitude from hell and everything I say, I'm getting one word responses from. We were supposed to go shopping this afternoon, as a family. No, he's mad so he doesn't go. So I take the kids by myself. While I'm out, I bought him a few polo shirt, because I knew he needed them for work. I come home and show him the shirts and he just looks at them for like 2 seconds and says, "you can put them back in the bag." Gee, thanks.

I just don't get why your spouse has to be the one to get the worst of someone's mood and behavior. When I got married, I didn't sign up for this shit, seriously. I got married because I was in love and thought this would be someone who would be my life-long partner. This shit is for the birds.