Now Who's the Martyr?
So, we were hit by the "storm of the century" Friday. Saturday morning, DH decides that he needs to go clear all 25" of snow RIGHT NOW. I took the opportunity to lounge on the sofa and watch. Too bad I didn't have potato chips (even at 7:30am).
He gets a good bit of the stuff cleared, and then by Sunday, he's huffy because the house is messy. Well, he hasn't lifted a finger since God-knows-when, and I've done nothing but the bare basics since our last episode two weeks ago. He stomps around, bitching and moaning, calling me an asshole, an idiot, and a pig. Soooooo....I work full-time+, but I should also be a full-time housekeeper? LOL! When the shoe is on the other foot, it's not quite the same.
Also, there are rolling power outages. The Spawn of Satan and their mother-SATAN - have no power. SS20 calls DH and asks for the generator. Of course he can have it...come right on over! Now, we still could lose power, but it's WAY more important that the EX have heat. I can go without. And this is the same lovely young man who threatened to KILL me, but hey, no problem. Luckily we didn't lose power...yet. There is another storm coming tomorrow.
Ugh. I'm SO sick of this.