I got up this morning, got ready & headed out the door to be at work by 8am. I know, I know, working on a Saturday. It was not my idea of fun and certainly not what I like to do with my weekends. In fact, for the past couple of months, I have been adamant about not working weekends but I figured since I was going to be over on that side of town any way I might as well put a couple of hours in.
So there I was. Working. I had to leave by 1:30pm as I had to get to a birthday luncheon for a friend of mine. When I left the office I was a little disappointed in the fact that I was only able to get through 4 files. Oh well, it is 4 more files than what would have been done had I not showed up, right? Right.
Anywho, I made it to the luncheon and had a FUN time!I met the birthday girl and 5 of my girlfriends over at Macayo's (a mexican food joint here in AZ). There was no drinking involved but you would never have known that with all the cackling & laughing that was going on. My goodness, what a crazy bunch of women! I feel so fortunate to have the friends that I do!
After a few hours with my girlies I headed home. I was really hoping that I would walk into a clean house or at least a semi-clean house since my hubby had spent the day at home but NOOOOOOOOOO, that thought was too good to be true. Where was he? Sitting on the couch, watching tv. I was instantly pissed. I couldn't help it. The angry feelings completely washed over me and I just brewed in them. I didn't say anything to him. I just started cleaning the house.
Am I the only woman that ever feels like that? That I expect my man to help out? That I expect him to think of me and think of ways he can help me out? It's not like I haven't told him before that I need help, that I can't do everything by myself. I certainly don't like working the crazy hours I do and still have to clean, do laundry & do all the shopping on top of that. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate that he works a full time job and helps with keeping the back yard in order (we have 3 dogs... that's a lot of crap if you know what I mean) but still? Am I expecting too much? Maybe I am. Maybe I am just an ungrateful wench. I don't know. I just know that I was feeling a little disgruntled when I got home and had to clean the house...BY MYSELF...again...
I really didn't mean to jump on my blog and start bitching, but I have to admit, I do feel better. Sometimes it just helps to air things. No, I am not looking for sympathy or for any of you to agree or disagree with me. I just wanted to get some stuff off my chest so that I could move on.
I am looking forward to a better day tomorrow. Not that my whole day was a complete waste, it wasn't. I mean, hey, it's not everyday that I get to spend a few hours with wonderful people laughing & talking. I love that.
If you made it this far... thanks for listening. I appreciate it!!
I think that's it for today. Thanks again!
Peace out my Peeps!