This weekend has been long and tiring. I was glad to have the husband back home but right now I think I would rather him on the other side of the country.
We had a family party yesterday and throughout the whole thing I kept telling the husband that I am tired and hungry. I dont think ill ever settle the hungry thing, but I was so exhausted. We get home and The husband went to see Saw with some friends because I wont see those kind of movies. The kid was asleep, The husband was leaving for his movie and I asked if it was ok if I was asleep before he got home. I asked incase he wanted me to help with bills or talk about anything. So I go downstairs and watch a show and then I cut my conversation short with an online buddy just so I can snuggle up in my bed and geta nice long sleep in. I must have been out by 11 or 11:15. This is rare for me. Usually if I am asleep by 1 its a good night.
12 on the dot I start to feel the husband feel me and try to wake me but not wake me. We all know what he was looking for. So I try to ignore him and I look at the clock and I started to get furious. So I just tell him to do his thing and hurry up. Whatever. So we do whatever and then I just rolled over in a huff. At around 1 I am still tossing and turning and I cant go to sleep. I get up to go to the bathroom and I start yelling at him.
"did I look like I was awake?"
"Didnt I tell you how tired I was?"
"Do you realize I AM PREGNANT and I cannot take anything to help me sleep?"
Fuck. I am not going to get into his responses because I think Ill throw this computer through the wall. The last I saw a clock before I did fall asleep was 2:45am. What the hell? All I wanted to do is go to sleep early and get a good nights rest and I get to sleep at 2:45!!!?? Then at 6 am the moron turns the light in the bedroom because he cant find his shoes. Of course he found them exactly where he left them a week ago when he left. he needed a light for that?
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