Get your mitts off of the remote and do something

There’s something ugly brewing in my house and it isn’t coffee or tea. It’s a big old pot of whoopass that I’m going to pour on RB soon. Actually, I have about twelve pots brewing simultaneously, this is only one for one problem. RB’s been home for two solid weeks now, in case you didn’t know. Before the work ran out there was a nice balance to the tv viewing here. I’d watch my soaps in the afternoon before he got home. At night we’d watch something together or if he was doing something else I’d watch some of my regular shows.  When I come home in the afternoon he’s usually watching tv, which is what he continues to do. I’ve got two weeks of some shows and several episodes of some soaps just piling up because he won’t give up the remote. I finally said something about it today and he looked at me like I had ten heads. He needs to get up off of that couch and get out there and find work and when he is home he could do stuff here. He could paint our bedroom. He could paint the boys’ bedroom. He could caulk around the new window. He could gather up the chair cushions from the backyard and put them in the shed (we don’t have patio furniture covers). I’ve been finding myself getting aggravated more and more lately, I know it’s because of money and things but I can’t seem to make it stop. Suggestions?

Tags: rb, Work

Category: Family, Me And Mine, This and That