A divorce.
im so tired of never getting a break.
Im tired of .Robs smart-ass mouth. He always has to run it when im pissed and say exactly the things he knows not to say.
Im tired of him telling me if I want a break from my responsibilities as a mom to *get a job.*
like I dont have one.
Maybe I should sit on my ass in a truck all day like he does. Or the occasional times he gets out, stand there while the truck does all the work.
Im sick of everything. He didnt get me
crap for .Valentines day. Hasnt in 4 years. He begged me to let him *take me out to dinner* to make up for it. (even tho earlier in the week he said he was going to ask my mom to watch the kids so he could make reservations at a really nice 4 star restaurant... Didnt happen. We had dinner at .Logans .Steakhouse where the patrons are given peanuts to eat while waiting for their food and are allowed to dispose of the shells onto the floor. What a romantic setting.)
he never thinks of me. Even little things.. He'll go into a store and get himself something to drink... Never thinks or asks if I want something.
Ever.
The few times we're in the car together, and im listening to the radio, he just *changes* the station if he doesnt like the song.
Excuse me but he gets to listen to the f*ckin radio alllll day. I dont.. Get the hell over it.
But no.
And like just now.. I asked him to help me clean the bedroom 4 times, and each time he said he was going to and then started doing something else. On purpose. Then walks out of the room going, *you do what you gotta do.* with no intention on helping. Like he fuc
kin expects me to do it all by myself.
Oh and another thing... When I told him my kids are my fulltime job, he had the damn nerve to say, *well you signed up for the job. What do you want .M.E to do about it?*
im done.
He can move the fu
ck back to .Illinois by himself.
The kids and I are staying here.
Im sorry guys I just needed to vent.
Im nowhere at all any less angry.
But thanks. ^_^
**edited to add... I showed him the divorce paper I got and he says *have fun walking to file them.* he refuses to give me the keys.
Then he says *look kids, mommy should get off her ass and do something like she told daddy to do.*
again im crying. I seriously hate him.