I have no life.  No social life, that is.  My date, also my dh, is knocked out on the Lazy Boy.  So here I sit, drinking a vodka and coke, and occasionally yelling at the kids upstairs to go back to bed.  I am bored, to say the least.  My backgroud music is my profile playlist. 

I remember, back in the day, when I used to spend all day getting ready to go out.  I'd do my hair, and make-up flawlessly.  I'd get dressed in my favorite ripped jeans and whatever top showed off the most cleavage (it was the 90's, you know).  Then I'd get picked up by my ex, and we'd go meet our friends at Don's Pub.  Those were the days, my friend. 

Why am I paying a zillion dollars a month for cable when they play the same movies every night.  UGH!!

I'm ready to smack dh upside his head.  Why is he falling asleep at 8 pm, when he didn't work today, and he does nothing around here to get tired?  I am irritated.  We ran errands this afternoon (well I did anyway!!), then I dropped everyone off at home, and ran to pay the beshitted energy bill and pick up soda.  I get home, and all 4 kids are still up.  No one is in pajamas, no one has their teeth brushed, and Mikey's sitting in a poopy diaper.  Also, our leftover Popeye's chicken was laying on the floor, with 2 happy cats going to town on it.  Dh was sleeping in the recliner.  WTH?!  So I had to change the baby, clean up the chicken, find 3 pairs of pajamas and 2 of the toothbrushes, AND get the toothpaste out of hiding.  Then I had to clean up the chicken, feed the dogs and chicken-scrounging cats, and clean up the garbage can the dog tore up.  What is my reward?  Aside from the 3 Musketeers Bar I bought myself, I might get some sex tonight if I try really hard.  I think I'm too mad to even enjoy it at this point.

Man, I used to be HOT!!  I turned into a mom, which isn't bad, but I also turned into a bore, which I hadn't counted on.  I'm sure, if anyone's reading this they are bored out of their skull. 

Tonight I told my dh that he shouldn't blame me if I become a big fat bitch, because obviously he can't function without someone nagging him.  I doubt he heard me in his sleep-induced stupor.  It's just as well, cuz I'll love him again in the morning.  Or once I've got a good buzz going.  Whichever comes first.

I'll be posting more in a minute.  I'm that bored.

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Feb. 19, 2008 at 8:34 PM You know, I'm right there with you. If I leave my husband home with the kids while I run errands and I come home to find him asleep on the couch and the kids have destroyed the house. They've eaten everything in site and left crap everywhere. And yes they aren't ready for bed yet either. And to get anything done around the house, I have to nag him as they call it. Don't get me wrong I love my family but it's a none stop job and I don't get to have any fun anymore these days. I too was once skinnier and sexy. I have no reason to put on what make~up I do wear or get my self dressed in anything but things that are comfy to wear around the house. We have no life it's the same thing day in and day out. Take kids to school, clean, cook, clean some more, homework, and so on. I really miss the old days too more days than I care to admit. But anyway, I just wanted to say you're not alone hun~A.R.

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