Bill

It will seem in these posts that I knock on Bill a lot. I really do love the man, but there are some things that bother me about him. Just little things, really. He loves me, and I love him, and he and I love the kids.

But when he wants sex all the time and I never want sex, that tends to get under my skin. Or when I ask him to help me out with the kids or the housework, and he sits on his butt. Things like that. I thought I'd just give you a heads up, just in case you wonder about my marriage.

Cleaning

Sometimes I hate my kids. Like today. Our house looks like it just survived hurricane Ike, but the forces weren't Mother Nature. I'm so sick of cleaning up after them. And really, they're too young to help just yet in the cleaning process.

But Bill doesn't help, either. He makes just as much of a mess as the kids, if not more so. He gets something out, and then just leaves it out. If there's any dusting or mopping or using any kind of cleaning products, it's done by me. Yes, he goes to work full-time, and I stay at home with the kids full-time, but his full time (40 hours) and my full time are not at all equal. Mine is 15 hour days, 7 days a week. When do I get a weekend off?

Not Squeeze Toys

Just because we're married doesn't mean that what's attached to my body is suddenly yours for the grabbing anytime you feel like it. I'm thinking about getting implants-I just want them to squeak when squeezed. Then maybe you'll not grab them as much. Or maybe if they gave you little shock waves. You didn't grab them when we were dating, so why am I an object now that we're married? Just...leave them alone, will ya?