Monday, October 20, 2008

late this summer, sorry hubby!

Just got in a huge fight with Muuuurky waters. I am tired beyond tired and he just crossed a line. Telling me he needs me to get his boat listed on Craigs List- tomorrow. "Boat season is ending, ya know". Really, when is the deadline? What else ya got going? Is that it? Gotta hit that deadline? Then has the nerve to tell me "It's not his fault I had to go shopping 2 days in a row." Keep in mind that's school shopping, one day with Kayla who ran out of medicine and can't stop talking or wiggling and is prone to sudden outbursts of strange but not quiet noises. The next was spent with the child who can't stop complaining or whining and reminds me so much of her dad I'd like to put her back in the oven until she comes out as a mini me like she was supposed to. But, it's not like I have to do the shopping and all the other stuff any time soon, after school starts- time will magically reproduce itself and hours will appear in the day, teaching will be a dream, the sitter will be my new best friend as will both teachers, the school Secretary who hated me for a whole year- what a toughie she was -will suddenly send me home itineraries personalized to my two children. But I digress because my point is- what the hell do you know about anything, Murk? Do you even Know what an immunization is? Has your daughter had any in her life? What day does school start? Does she have to bring anything? Hey, maybe the school passes out immunizations with mid-day snack- what do ya think, pal? And guess what- if you are willing every morning to cross the road which is some kind of demarcation point for the busing systems- your kids can be picked up by bus number eight. And where do they get dropped off? At daycare, and which bus does that route? So until you start fermenting farts with extra hours to be inserted into my day- back off and go sleep on your boat, don't tell me to quit bitching all the time and maybe, just maybe I would take a day off with my friends so that I can stop being such a bitch except that because I spent the day babysitting at Michigan's adventure (whose big idea was that?) I am really far behind, can never take a day off and am going to kill you in your sleep!!!! That is unless your farts are too much for me to overcome.----------

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