So I have to learn to change a bit. Sure, I can do that. I no longer have my peaceful private time in the mornings. Shawn is here to do things that I normally do and able to split the child rearing responsibilities.

He’s been taking Lauren to the bus stop, helping Logan get ready for school each day and taking the dogs out for their first morning potty. It’s rather nice actually. I like not having to do it all. But there is a down side to this.

He is constantly bitching. He bitches about the house, the kids, everything. I don’t do things the same way or on the same time schedule. We left in a hurry yesterday to Logans teeball practice. Last night was uniform issue and I wanted to go. I ended up helping in the concession stand doing uniforms and basic concessions. So the dinner dishes were left on the stove and in the sink. By the time we got home, it was time to get kids in bed, let dogs out from being locked up and settle down ourselves. So the dinner dishes and once we were home, he complained but said he “forgave” me because we ran out so quickly. Hi, you live here too. Are you broken?

He is trying to be SuperParent and its slowly grating on my nerves. He seems to think I do nothing around the house. He feels that he’s doing it all right now. Um, then how did he get clean clothes, dinner the last few nights and get the trampoline up yesterday? *raises hand* Yeah that was me.

He is doing a great job but I want him to do a great job .. at a JOB. My time at home in the mornings is sacred. It’s MY time to start my day, like most do with coffee. I sit back with my water, use google reader and catch up on my blogs (that support RSS Feeds, if you don’t then I don’t bother to read you, with the exception of dieflyn cuz I have to log in to read hers) and go through my 3 email addresses and filter through the junk.

But that ends up being an issues if I’m here long as well. I can’t win. It’s annoying and is starting to irritate me majorly. Shawn has applied at a couple places and he’s not done yet. Not by a long shot. I want him working, asap. I want him out of my hair so I can get back to my normal routine. I dig my mornings and the peace and quiet. One day a week Logan watches tv in his room (Tuesdays) so I can DJ in peace and the rest of the time I split my attention between him and the pc. It works. He’s disrupting the flow.

So now I learn to adjust my schedule and such .. temporarily. Hopefully soon (sooner rather then later plox kthnx) he will be working and my time can be MY time again.

Side note: Nate turned 14 on Sunday. I did the adult thing and at least emailed him. No response.

Side note: Things with my Dad are great. We talk constantly thru emails. He thinks my mom is a whack job too.

Side note: I need to get some sun. I look like a fucking ghost. I think I’ll brave the rays abit and try to add some color to my almost see through white skin and look like a normal human instead of almost albino.  Oh and I’m going to color my hair. Maybe I’ll even allow Shawn to take a picture or two of me and I’ll post them. It seriously depends. I hate getting my picture taken.

Ok off to be somewhat social and get motivated. God I need a Mt Dew.