So I slept until 9:30 Saturday morning, yes it was lazy but who cares? I got up went down stairs in my stripped peppermint fleece pj's and wool socks and sat on the sofa drinking a diet coke (aka Mormon coffee). Hub's comes in from taking the dog for a walk and he is out of breath and tired. He collapses on the chair and we watch some TV. Finally at 11:00 he asks, "Are you going to do anything today?"
It was not so much what he said but the way he said it. I got up slowly and went upstairs grabbed two jell cap advil and then came down and got another diet coke and plopped my peppermint stripped butt back on the sofa. At noon he says, " Well I sat down here because I had taken the dog for a long walk and I was out of breath."
I had no reply for this other than to think, is this a contest? After the advil took affect about 20 minutes later, I went upstairs, changed clothes, emptied all the trash cans and started the 4 loads of laundry that needed to be done. Then I made beds, did a little sweeping and went into the terribly messy kitchen. Hubs was making a sandwich. He asked for a dish rag to wipe off the dining room table as I had not cleaned up after the nice steak dinner I had made him the night before and he had forestry plots to do. I ground 5 lbs of wheat, and as it was grinding, got the dishes ready to soak and put away others. That took about 5 minutes. Then I put 2 bags of soup beans on the stove in water to boil, after boiling for 10 minutes I let them cool. Then I cleaned up the kitchen from the night before. While that was going on I mixed up 4 loaves of bread and set the timer for 8 minutes to knead the bread. Peeled, and cut, two onions, 4 carrots, two celery stalks, head of garlic, then set those aside and took scraps to chicken. Came in and drained beans, then added water and all veggies, a ham bone,and a package of ham left over in the freezer, started this to boil. Emptied bread dough onto floured board and cut it in 4 loaves,shaped and put it into sprayed pans. Then as the bread raised and the soup boiled I re cleaned the kitchen and mopped the floor. I also ran up and down the stairs to keep the laundry moving. By 2:30 bread was out of the oven and soup was cooked ready for tomorrow. Hubs sat quietly at dining table the whole time, well after I found his 3 inch triangular ruler in the junk drawer, that he insisted he put back in his cruising vest.
Now my question is? Does your hubby ever treat you like you don't do anything or am I just sensitive? I really could have stayed in my pj's all day. I feel like if I am not doing something useful all the time I am being judged, My problem? or His?
I need to go clean up as in bathe set hair and get ready for church so I can go teach music. Then I can come home and enjoy a quite evening. My dinner is made, I can take a nap and veg on the couch.
Have a quite and happy Sabbath.