- W has been leaving the door from the sun room to the dog run open so our dog could come and go as necessary. We end up with (literally) hundreds of moths in the sun room so W went and bought moth balls to clear out the sun room. Now the dog has to sleep in the laundry room, and I'm still dealing with a small number of moths in the house. I am not pleased.
- W called and asked me to help him with a grocery list yesterday in the early afternoon. I had planned on stopping on the way home from work but welcomed his offer to go instead. By the time I got home from work he hadn't been there yet. As of a phone conversation a little while ago he still hasn't.
- W's idea of unpacking is to take things out of boxes, stack them on shelves, countertops, whatever so that I can put them away. I don't love coming home to mountains of stuff every day. In a childish and unproductive turn, after asking him to do it differently but getting no cooperation, I've stopped putting things away. The mountains continue to grow.
- It is virtually impossible for me to have any time for me. How do other people find that time? Do other people's families insist that all nonwork time be spent as family time unless one has an appointment of some kind? Is it unreasonable to want to take a walk by oneself instead of being flanked by husband, son and dog every single time?
Friday, June 15, 2007
Minor Annoyances (in the scheme of things)
Today's post is just full of petty annoyances. They probably bother me more due to my dealing with the utter collapse of the world around me, but I just need to vent.