Got home, Bubba finished the lawn mowing, while I made dinner plans for next week, and made a grocery list - which Bubba took with him along with the coupons and away he went. When he left the house at 3:15 PM he was headed to a 3:30 PM massage appointment in Germantown. Then he was going grocery shopping from a list - with coupons broken out for stuff we needed on that list. He arrived home at 7:30 PM. That boys and girls is 4 hours - check my math - I'm right right?
Now when asked "what the heck happened to you?" We spun the wheel of Bubba emotions and surprise! we got Cranky!!! I'm sorry - a massage is 60-90 minutes tops, how freaking long does it take to get dressed pay, and go the store. For me it's another 10-15 minutes... So now we are at 1.75 hours, it takes you 2.25 hours to grocery shop - from a list? Oh - whoops I forgot he called home to wish his father a happy father's day - you can't do that driving to the store? Ok fine - Bubba doesn't multitask well - take on another 30 minutes for that... we're at 2.25 hours. 1 hour and 45 minutes to shop? It wasn't that long of a list! Am I wrong? OR as was stated to me during our "cranky" period - "I am careful and use coupons not like you who has to run through the grocery store and it doesn't matter how much money you spend."
Well - F - u very much Bubba. I'm sorry I have 600 other things to do than spend half a freaking day at the grocery store. AND I would have remembered the parts we needed for dinner last night - instead you got what you got. Dorkus.
Now I also think there were two factors involved here - 1) he'd eaten nothing but popcorn all day and 2) he talked to BOTH parents because his father stayed in MD to "enjoy" his father's day - alone. ;-) Hence the sh-t head comment and the additional BS that went along with - no Bubba - I'm not going to wait another 30-45 minutes to eat - its 7:30 already and I need to eat! If you wanted to edge the yard - then you should have let me go to the grocery store then you could come home and done it. Because we all know it would have been closer to 9 PM before we ate dinner!! OMG no way - that has got to stop! And he just doesn't get it... 1) I need to eat, right and regular and 2) I will start waking his snoring ass up when I'm awake and looking for the Rolaids - because we're eating 90 minutes before going to bed!!! I swear some days I think he thinks I'm making this crap up! And how many dinners would you like me to eat in one day? Mr. "Get a snack and deal with it" I did - but again how many snacks do I have to eat before I've eaten an entire meal?
(and breathe... in... out... and ahhhhhh). Zen has returned. Or at least the vent is released. No meeting tonight - easy dinner and again Zen like happiness or ignorance is bliss...
Oh and fun for tomorrow - doctor's visit... yeah - let's see what new ideas she's got for me... heck I may have her write instructions that I have to eat before 8 PM - then I'll laminate it, frame it and stick it in Bubba's face. OK maybe not full Zen yet.... getting there.
Happy Monday y'all. Oh visual evidence of the Wheel-o- Bubba

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