I'm a Bitch

So I'm still ticked about being left to do all the cleaning and laundry and stuff from last night, and what happens again tonight???? You guessed it I'm doing it all again. I got home from school checked my e-mail real quick, did yoga, did a favor for my husband by putting his laundry in the dryer. Then I picked up Little Man, fed him dinner, played and read to him, gave him a bath, put him in his pj's and cooked dinner. My husband was jamming out on his electric guitar while all this was going on. I didn't ask him to help with the bath or dinner. He did brush Little Man's teeth and put him to bed (took 5 minutes). So we eat and I immediately have to start online tutoring. It's a very busy night so I can't really walk away from the computer. There lay all the dinner leftovers and dishes. I couldn't really take the time to put away all the taco fixings (meat, cheese, sour cream, taco sauce, you get the idea) and I tutor for 2 hours, which means it would have sat out for 2 hours. I politely went into the office quickly and asked R if he could come put away the stuff that needed refrigerated. He of course gave me a huff and a puff and was an ass about the whole thing. He ended up unloading the dishwasher and doing all the dishes when all that I asked him to do was put away the perishables. WTF???? Now I'm made out to be the nagging bitch of the year award recipient. He has not helped with very much in the past three days and it really stresses me out. He has to know I'm annoyed and yet doesn't try to do his share, which pisses me off even more.

I'm working my second job to try to make extra money so that we can pay our bills each month because of his spending habits. I don't want to have to spend my evenings working. I would much rather be relaxing and doing things for myself, but no, I'm working my ass off. I get 6 hours of sleep per night if I'm lucky. I wake up at 4:30am and get to work by 6:00-6:15am and I usually end up working much more than 40 hours per week even though I'm only paid for 37.5. I just wish for once that I would get some recognition and have him really think about what it's like to be in my shoes! He wonders why I'm never able to keep my eyes open to even think about having sex. I know he works hard too, but there are times when he slacks off and I pick up his portion of the chorse and responsibilities. I know for a fact that he gets really ticked off when I slack. Marriage is so freaking hard. I'm sure my night of wrapping presents and watching Christmas cartoons is now never going to happen because he's pissed at me. :o(