In life almost everyone goes through the same changes. As babies we sleep all the time and only get up to eat and poop. After awhile we start getting up to play and have interaction with others. Crawling and walking soon follow along with talking. Sleep isn't as important as it used to be. Nap times are forced actions not voluntarily taken. There is also that age where bath times turn from fun into terror. Friends, phones, tv's and computers come before the parents. The high school years is all about image and the friends you have, what sports you play and the parties you attend. Showering is once again important along with phone,tv and computers, parents are still second best. Parents become important when money is needed or transportation is required. Fastforward a few years when marriage and kids come into play.
You meet that person you want to spend your life with, waking up next to them morning after morning. You have a kid or two and life is perfect, or almost perfect. Don't forget about all those bills, chores and your job. Everyday you wake up get yourself ready for the day and get the kids ready for the day, then go to work sometime during the day. It's the same thing over and over. Then life throws a curveball at you. (excuse the sports metaphor, I hate them too!!) Something happens in your life that just messes up your daily routine. Now you have to adjust to a new way of life.
Let's take me for example. I used to get up at 5:30 am almost every morning to get ready for my long day at work. Between the time I woke up and about 7am I would have alone time. I could get things done if I wanted to, read some news, watch things I taped the previous night or just sit and stare at the wall and vegetate for two hours. My oldest daughter would wake up and I would say hi to her and then be on my way to work until 5, sometimes later. Then a baby was born. Life's schedules changed. I was now getting up at all hours of the night to feed or change the baby. A lot of the time I would do it because mommy was too tired to get up and I felt like giving her a break, I was nice like that. 7 a.m. comes and I go to work. 5 p.m. comes I go home.
Now the time comes for mommy to go back to work. She has to change her schedule along with mine so someone is always home with the kids. She has something against daycare, besides, it's too damn expensive!! Now my day is cut ½ hour early so I can get home and she can go to work. This is just a wonderful new schedule since I see the wife ½ when I get home and then for an hour at night till the weekend comes. A year later I go and get hurt at work. Now I am home most of the time. I have to go to therapy and doctors and surgery. I was cleared to go back to work three times since I have been off but my boss is a jackass and keeps saying there is nothing to do. Everyone knows that is BS but what are you going to do? I digress. Now I am home all day long with the children. There is always one child with me at all times from the time I wake up till the time I go to sleep. Actually the oldest child goes to bed then the wife gets home, so there is that 15 minutes when I am by myself, sometimes.
Now I am up till all hours of the night because of the wife. If I go to bed early she stays up then comes to bed really late, which in turn wakes me up and then I have a horrible night sleeping from that point on. Morning comes and I have to pull myself out of bed because of the previous night. I have 5 minutes, sometimes, to myself in the morning. The oldest child gets up and talks to me the whole time till she leaves for school, then the baby gets up. Some mornings the baby is fine and doesn't need much attention, but other mornings she is a pain in my ass.
During the week the wife gets up early Monday and Fridays, the other days she sleeps in until about 10 minutes before I have to go to therapy. I spend an hour a day, three days a week doing more work at therapy then I ever did 2 weeks at work. It's a lot of lifting weights and carrying boxes. I get home and usually have lunch with the baby. The rest of my day is spent doing some kind of housework. There is always something to be cleaned or something has to be fixed. It is a never ending cycle, day in and day out.
Now whoever is reading this is probably trying to figure out what the hell this blog is about. Everything up to this paragraph was actually written when I was angry so I kinda lost my train of thought. Think of the first part of the blog as a mental cleansing, good to read but makes no sense what-so-ever!!!
Here is a little insight to all you women who have men that won't do what you want them to around the house. Here is an example. You want your man to fix a wall somewhere in the house, he doesn't want to do it right away because he wants to do his project first. He probably wants to tear down a wall somewhere in the house. If you want him to do something for you make sure there isn't something he wants to get done first. Remember, because you think something is important and needs to get done, doesn't mean he thinks the same way! If it isn't urgent, like a pipe leaking raw sewage into your house, let it go until he is done his thing. After my wife reads this I am going to be in some kind of trouble like usual. She doesn't like when I speak the truth and go off on my own way. I tend to live in my own little dream world most of the time. A side note for the wife, I want to clean out the closet, I know the bathroom needs to be done, the walls need plastering, the floors need sweeping and mopping…etc…I know..knock knock..who's there? Trick or treat……..
1 comment:
Good words.
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