Originally Posted by LawrenceMD
jeez.... the wife and I get into an argument and she announces she doesn't want to go to the concert tonight an hour before the fucking thing starts.
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it was a stupid argument where she asked me to do a bunch of things (park the car, walk the dog, don't forget to bring something from the car, ect, ect) while she gets ready for the concert. So when I get back she asks: "did you do so-and-so?" I answer: Yup I did everything. She then proceeds to ask again if I did things individually: "did you remember to park the car?" I answer: I said I did everything. She asks: did you remember to bring the thing from the car?" She starts to ask if I walked the dog and I snap and say "what do you think does I did everything mean?!" From there it was typical spousal argument fodder until her big dramatic announcement of her not going. this time though I'm not going to be a good guy and do a customary "the man/husband is always wrong" apology. I'll let her deal with her issues by her lonesome.
honestly I'm ok with not going to the concert (since tomorrow is a monday and we had such a loaded weekend up to this point). Plus its not like I won't be entertained tonight since the Pats and Ravens are playing.
I think we were both tired from all the stuff this weekend we both got extra crabby.
I ended up standing on my street and asking random people if they wanted free tickets to the Metric Concert. A european couple ended up taking them.
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I also know this little outburst is a typical pattern where she gets mad/crabby right before a big trip. Especially if she's not coming with me. I'm leaving this Friday to that haphazardly forced family reunion created by my sister. I'll only be gone for a little over a week, and the wife knows the hell/stress my own family put me through up to this point. The other annoying pattern is she'll be extra apologetic and caring the days before the flight as a way of making things up to me.
sorry for the epic rant. meh on a whole the weekend was great.
Dammit Larry - you're the one who got me and my daughter hooked on Metric, we've been listening to them all weekend and now you just gave your tickets away?!#?@ :rant:
Originally Posted by Neo_Version 7
You just gave away Metric tickets? smh..
Yeah. EXactly, EXACTLY.
Originally Posted by acidboy
fucking family.... if there's such a thing as karma and afterlife, I believe I was a tremendously terrible person that caused the murder of countless innocent people and caused so much anguish, to be born into this one and having to deal with some of these mentally unstable, emotionally immature and hypocritical people devoid of logic, love and anything else that will not benefit their bloated egos, false pride and convoluted beliefs. plus family members that think that as long as people from the outside looking in think we're alright, and are in denial of the obviously massive shitpile that's been going on. dammit!
Yeesh mang. You totally have my sympathies.
BTW: re: waiting for womenz, I had that this morning, I had vacated the bathroom at 6:45 so we can leave at 7:30. Wife gets ready, makes tea, etc. etc and the baby and I are ready. Totally ready. Then I realized we should change the bandaid on her back, so I enlist the Mrs. help - that takes like 30 seconds, and then she's all ...I'M WAITING FOR YOU T. IF WE'RE LATE I'M GOING TO BE MAD. ..
ORLY? Well, that started a fresh new argument, one completely different from the Saturday argument. That one was kind of epic, but no point in retelling it. Instead I shall regale you with the Sunday Morning WTFHYGMI session.
Sunday morning, we all rise early and decide to replace a few rotting fascia boards on the in-law's house. Easy peasy. 1 hour job. Except that the fascia boards are two different widths, and the under-decking is also starting to rot. Oh, Nice. A trip to the HD and we have most of what we need, except that the replacement decking is too thick, too wide, and obviously bowed. Long story short, the 1-hour job ends up taking 5. grrrrr.