I’m so fucking annoyed with my husband. All week he’s been working 12 hour shifts (normally works 8), plus driving to and from work, so almost 14 hour days. And he had to work overtime yesterday but got off early. Yes I’m thankful he has the opportunity for overtime.

However we got into an argument yesterday afternoon, he started freaking out saying he had to leave and needed to breathe. And I asked multiple times for me to be the one to go, for even just 30 minutes, because I could get a little much needed break after caring for both girls all week long with no help. He didn’t even give me the chance and just left. Didn’t hear from him, then he starts posting on social media, pissing me off more because he didn’t just randomly get plans that soon. Fine whatever I’ll let things blow over a little. Didn’t hear from him for a few hours, irs then dinner time, the girls bathtime, bedtime etc. I had to call him at 9 asking where the fuck he was and he was with his brother and friend and said he’d be home but wasn’t going to talk to me then. Fine. Whatever. I wake up at fucking 3am, he’s still not home. I call him again, blow up his texts, he finally hangs up on a phone call and then texts and says where he is. At a friends house hanging in the garage with his buddies. I then wake up for the morning at 6:30am, he’s still not home. I text him, he said he’s on his way home, he got home a few minutes later. Then went straight into the bathroom and sat on the fucking toilet for an hour and a half, I shit you not!!! He finally comes out, comes into the kitchen as I’m making breakfast and ask if I’m still mad, um yeah obviously because you’ve ignored me and stayed out all night and spent $ we didn’t have to spend. He goes in the living room for 5 fucking minutes with our 2 girls, then goes to bed. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME???? So again, I’m getting no help or break today. He’s being a little dumbass sleeping the day away because he was too stupid to get any sleep at all last night. And we’re supposed to go over to his parents to watch the Super Bowl later. Which means I get to clean up everything around here, make pasta salad to bring over there, get myself and the girls ready (I didn’t even get to shower yesterday), all while he gets to sleep his ass off because he stayed up all fucking night and got very little sleep all week because he was waking up at 3am for work every day.

I don’t even want to go to his parents and honestly I just want to ducking leave for the day because I’m too pissed off to be even in the same house as him.

Oh and he already blew $200 this week we didn’t have and another $100 last night. So yeah that’s real fucking great and yet expects all these things he wants to buy when the tax return comes in. I cannot fucking stand this man.

And to the person who just responded saying I could get a job.... where we live, child care is outrageously expensive and any job I would be able to get wouldn’t even cover childcare, so it’s pointless to get a job just to pay for childcare and not help out at all. To add, my children are 21 months and 3 months old. My fucking husband shouldn’t be acting like a single guy without a family and staying out ALL FUCKING NIGHT LONG.