today…(LONG entry)

Pat and I got into an argument today. It was a pretty nasty one too and he ended up leaving the apartment. Basically the first thing out of his mouth today was to tell me to get off my lazy ass and clean the apartment while he watched football, and he wonders why I am full of piss and vinagar today? Jerk. That’s right…I said it…JERK. He made me so mad. He tried to tell me he was tired of living in a pig sty, and I replied that if he was tired of living in a sty then he needed to get off his butt and help me clean it. He never helps me clean it. NEVER. Seriously…I do the dishes, laundry, take care of the animals, the bathrooms, and vaccuum. He does NOTHING. Then he says that he doesn’t do it because it’s not his mess, but then I told him that the reason there were messes was because I have to wash his laundry, make his meals, and take care of his pets (the ferrets, the dog is mine though I do love the ferrets too!). When I said that, he stormed out. I’ve tried talking to him about it, I’ve tried fighting him about it, but what he really needs to do it grow up. I’m not his mother. I love him. I married him and I don’t plan on leaving him, but come ON already. I make his lunches for him!!! If I don’t make his lunch then he goes out for lunch and spends a TON of money that we really don’t have. I iron his clothes every morning and lay them out so he won’t be late because he can’t ever seem to get out of bed on time. I’m tired of it. When will he start taking on some responsibility around here? I work at least 50 hours a week at school, so when I get home I’m tired too. Why do I have to do all the house work and  make sure that all the bills are paid on time and make sure that animals are okay? He just makes me so mad. He never helps out around here and then all he does is complain that it’s never clean enough, and he never listens to me or even really cares about what I say unless I’m mad and then for about a week he at least pretends to listen. I don’t know. The more I think about the more I see separate bedrooms in our future. I love him, but he needs to grow up. He really does. I’m tired of being the only adult in this relationship. I mean he does things without even thinking of the consequences. He spent almost $300 yesterday, and then come bill time he bitches that I pay some bills late because I have to wait for a pay check to come in. Then he’ll blame it on me spending $2.50 a day on lunch. I guess I’m still ticked off. When he came back (about 20 minutes later) he had cooled off and dropped it. I let it go too, but I let him know that I was still mad at him. We went to Quizno’s for late lunch. I just don’t think any of it sunk in on him. He makes me so mad and I try to tell him things, but I don’t think it makes a lick of difference. For example, I leave for work at 6:45 amd don’t get home or a break until 5. Then when I get home I have to take care of the dog, clean up any messes any of the animals have made, make dinner and make sure any work I brought home gets done. My husband leaves for work aournd 8 gets home around 7 and sits on the couch and watches TV. That’s Monday-Friday. On Saturday I usually get up around 7 and start laundry and make breakfast. The rest of the day I spend cleaning while Pat sleeps until 10 and then watches TV or goes out with his dad or friends. Sunday I wake up and clean up the animal areas and do my lesson plans for the week. He sleeps until football starts and does that all day. Seriously, this is my life and right now it sucks.