We came home late, SO said he was hungry. I told him I wanted to shower. So I showered and I sat on the couch. He asked again if id make something. I told him I was tired and I don't feel like standing in the kitchen. I asked if he could make us something instead. He says, I don't feel like it. Well he goes in to the kitchen and is making food, I go in and I ask him if he was going to make me any. He said, I don't feel like it.
Are you fucking serious? I make you lunch and dinner everyday. I clean up your messes (he spilled a half a bag of honey oats on the floor and he LEFT THEM THERE. I asked him to clean it and he walked out the door back to work. He asks for a bag of popcorn when he's watching tv, I go and make him some. I ask for anything, I get attitude. I told him to do this for me and he throws a fit, he says fine I just won't eat! I go to bed. I have the blankets over my head and he comes in, pulls them off and drops a hot as plate of nachos on my chest and storms out without a word. I think I spoiled him. No more of this shit, fucking done. I'm not his bitch, I'm the mother of his children. He can at least treat me with some fucking respect around here.
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Oof, so tough when he's acting like an ass. You've done too much for him. First, I would have a talk, ask him about workload vs. housework, see how he feels. If he is unreasonable or acts like a kid, I'd quit washing his clothes for a month... and making his lunch...
It will turn into a fight. He leaves his plates and trash in he living room, I don't know many times I've told him to st least take it to the kitchen. He walks through the kitchen on his way out the door! That bag of oats thing really pissed me off. I was on the phone (I was selling some stuff) and he knocks over the bag. there is a pile on the ground and he's still sitting in the couch. I asked him I clean it up and he leaves. I refuse to live like a slob, you spill something, clean it up!!