THE GOOD WITH THE BAD
It's only 9:30 A.M., and I'm already both disgusted and relieved. My Mom called at 8:40 to see how my ex-husbands behavior was, after getting served yesterday afternoon. I was sound asleep, thank you so... very much Mom. My son called from his cell phone. He said that no one seemed to be upset, over his Father being served his papers. His step-mother had already gone to work, and he was the only one up. Furthermore, they made no plans for this weekend. It seems to be all good in his world today.
However, after speaking with my husband, I "just had to" hang up on him. I stated that, I was in no mood, to hear his belittlement. Again, I am going to start a journal, just to let him know, just how bad that he makes me feel. I get so tired of the daily disparaging remarks. You've heard the old saying, "if you can't say anything nice, then don't say anything at all." I am going to make a conscious effort to live that. I get so tired of everything, not being perfect in his eyes. No one, or nothing, is every the way "he" wants it.
From someone that was born into nothing, and came from nothing, he sure doesn't act that way. Appearently, I'm not Martha Stewart, a sex kitten, or a working Mother. Furthermore, I am still paying for his ex-wifes sin's. Meaning that I have to go beyond, and be an ever better person the she was on her worst day. I still don't work, even though I need to be. I don't dress up, put on make-up, nor do my hair everyday, like he wishes that I would. I'm lucky to get a shower, and put on a clean T-shirt, bra, underware and jeans. I may not look cute, but I'm clean, and I smell pretty good.
I was informed this morning that "THE HOUSE ISN'T IMMACULENT" like it should be, "IT'S ONLY PICKED UP." I had heard other things that didn't exactly make me feel good. However, it was that remark, that made me hang up. It is time to knock him down a peg or two again. His Mom told me a long time ago that, both he and his father need that. I think that, "Boy... you better remember what your knees are for." Se ya'll.
However, after speaking with my husband, I "just had to" hang up on him. I stated that, I was in no mood, to hear his belittlement. Again, I am going to start a journal, just to let him know, just how bad that he makes me feel. I get so tired of the daily disparaging remarks. You've heard the old saying, "if you can't say anything nice, then don't say anything at all." I am going to make a conscious effort to live that. I get so tired of everything, not being perfect in his eyes. No one, or nothing, is every the way "he" wants it.
From someone that was born into nothing, and came from nothing, he sure doesn't act that way. Appearently, I'm not Martha Stewart, a sex kitten, or a working Mother. Furthermore, I am still paying for his ex-wifes sin's. Meaning that I have to go beyond, and be an ever better person the she was on her worst day. I still don't work, even though I need to be. I don't dress up, put on make-up, nor do my hair everyday, like he wishes that I would. I'm lucky to get a shower, and put on a clean T-shirt, bra, underware and jeans. I may not look cute, but I'm clean, and I smell pretty good.
I was informed this morning that "THE HOUSE ISN'T IMMACULENT" like it should be, "IT'S ONLY PICKED UP." I had heard other things that didn't exactly make me feel good. However, it was that remark, that made me hang up. It is time to knock him down a peg or two again. His Mom told me a long time ago that, both he and his father need that. I think that, "Boy... you better remember what your knees are for." Se ya'll.
posted by Beth Schofield | 7:30 AM
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