I let my temper get the best of me most of the time. Just like this morning. I left Bub in bed so I could go to church with the family. Well, I kissed him goodbye and told him to please be out of bed by the time I got home. Since church was over about 12:30 I figured that he would be up and waiting since it's its gorgeous outside. NOPE. When I walk in the house is dark and quiet and there is some snoring going on. I immediately get mad and stomp out, slamming the door behind me for good measure.
He jumps up and acts like I am disturbing him. He's is lucky I just slammed the door. I could have opened the shades, turned the T.V. on full blast and snatched his blankets off of him but I didn't, although he deserved it.
He immediately got an attitude and although I got pissed off immediately I let it go and went to the office to get my paperwork in order.
I keep asking myself if I deserved his attitude or not and now that I look at it a different way I know why he got mad but he didn't have to be an ass about it. So now he is upstairs awake but it does no good if I am here. It takes me a bit to get over my mad spell but he is a grown man and there is no reason he cant drag himself out of bed. It makes me raging mad to see him act so lazy. Do I ever get to sleep in? NOPE.
That's the way I am going to handle this. He got to sleep in till noon today, tomorrow is my turn. NOT!
Some of us have to work, which is another whole blog in itself!
Just venting, that way I don't take it to heart.