My husband just e-mailed me to ask when our next counseling appointment is. The appointment, which it took me three weeks to make, which I arranged childcare for, and which I decided we sorely needed because I feel UNAPPRECIATED for the variety of tasks I do (including being in charge of all the frickin' counseling appointments) and ignored in favor of his stupid online gaming, apparently conflicts with a meeting of the homebrew club that he would like to attend.
I told him that if he would like to call the counselor and reschedule (he's really good about calling her to cancel, but rescheduling is apparently out of his skill set) AND arrange child care for the alternate evening, to feel free.
And he wrote back to say gee, great idea, he would just do that!
So now I am fuming and waiting for him to e-mail me back for contact information for all possible child care sources, because he doesn't retain that information anywhere (because I take care of arranging childcare, dontcha know)... at which point it feels like it has become my job anyway.
I would like to run away from home. Does anyone need a live-in domestic? Will work for chocolate. And coffee.
I told him that if he would like to call the counselor and reschedule (he's really good about calling her to cancel, but rescheduling is apparently out of his skill set) AND arrange child care for the alternate evening, to feel free.
And he wrote back to say gee, great idea, he would just do that!
So now I am fuming and waiting for him to e-mail me back for contact information for all possible child care sources, because he doesn't retain that information anywhere (because I take care of arranging childcare, dontcha know)... at which point it feels like it has become my job anyway.
I would like to run away from home. Does anyone need a live-in domestic? Will work for chocolate. And coffee.









I e-mailed him back and said, you know what, I really would rather you didn't change the plans because it took me a long time to make that appointment, I feel like we need it, we'll have free childcare that night, and it hurts my feelings when you don't take this stuff into account. And he apologized, and we're going to therapy. The end.