I wish that my life could be easy. That I could have the picture perfect life that I always see on TV. But, I guess that life isn't for me. Daryl is driving me insane. I try to help him out with the things that he wants, and what does he do, he bites me in the ass and tells me to screw myself. Not literally, but metaphorically.
Both kids are in daycare, and he still hasn't looked for a job. He doesn't even want to get up in the morning to take his son to daycare. I don't want to get on the bus with both kids if he's around. It doesn't seem fair to me. He wants me to take care of him, and give him everything that he wants, for nothing in return.
I tell him that he should clean the house, and keep it clean since he's home during the day. In return, he tells me that he wants me to show him more affection. Which it has been lacking lately, because I am just so frustrated with him that I feel no type of affection towards him whatsoever. So, I told him, OK. This worked for two days. Then, we went shopping, and bought him some clothes and a Nintendo DS for me, and Damian. We were out so late, and Damian started acting out, because he was hungry. But, his dad just yelled at him, and didn't even acknoeledge the fact that he was acting out because he was hungry. So, we came home that night, and I went to bed, so there was no cuddling. Then yesterday, I came home, and the house was messy, and he didn't even attempt to clean after I got home.
I don't think that I can even do anymore of the kissing and cuddling, definitely no s3x. I can't handle it emotionally opening myself up like that to someone who doesn't appreciate the things that I do for them. He's becoming too lazy for me. Won't even watch his own kids during the day, to save me some money.I don't think that I can take it anymore.
After I had Damian, I stayed home, and he worked. No, I didn't clean much. But, I took care of the baby, and didn't sit on my ass playing the video game all day long. I made sure to do things that were educational and enjoyable for him. I stayed home for 9 months, then I got a job, went back to school, and contributed to our household income.
He hasn't had a job since Damian turned 1. The boy is now 2 and a half, and he hasn't looked for work yet. Then today, I asked him to take some packages to the post office, clean the apartment, and pay the rent. He went shopping with his friend, "tried" to pay the rent, and didn't think about cleaning. I know that he won't clean, because his friend is that and they are playing the video game. I asked him to not have anyone in the house if it is messy. Does he care? NO!