The X came over tonight to bring more diapers and pedialite for my sick little one. I was making ten burgers for the kids by the pool but because my oven/stove died it took hours to cook and they had to leave early. I told him he could join for a late lunch and asked if he wanted one or two burgers. He said two of course so I made him a double. Not five minutes later he was in their fixing a third one and eating us out of everything.
Okay that's not why he makes me crazy but it goes along with it. So here I am trying to clean up the kitchen, do laundry and keep an eye out on the little ones. He hears me asking them what they've gotten into? He hears me struggling to finish while running to pull someone from under a cabinet or out of a closet and yet he sits, zombie in front of the TV. Then when he finally gets off his *** he first asks why I look so tired and then tries to cop a feel. UUHHGG! I flat out told him to leave me alone and back off and he got mad and walked out. Oh darn...
These are a few reasons we are no longer together... these and his temper together make a very frustrated MSP!