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Things here are doing what they are... I guess. They've been better, but they've also been a whole lot worse. I got in yet another fight with my husband tonight. We can't seem to be civil to one another for long at the moment. I'm honestly sick of listening to him whine about the whole moving-and-buying-a-house process. It sucks, sure it does, and it isn't going to go away until it is taken care of. You can't bury your head in the sand and expect that things will just accomplish themselves. Sure, maybe it could happen in dream world, but no one can really live there.

So what has led up to this nice little rant..........

First, he's been diffucult all along about the whole process of buying a house and obtaining the necessary financing. The result of this was that I only asked him for things that absolutely HAD to be done by him. The rest I've taken care of and tried not to say a word.

Next, there is the whole fact that he volunteered to pack our house. I was trying to get much of it finished before I left in December, but I didn't get as far as he liked. My hubby tells me "don't worry about it. What else do I have to do for five months when I'm here all alone" Right, I knew that was a bad idea, but I was out of time so things were left. Four months and three weeks later, he is in a temper about the whole thing and all bent that he has to pack things for the movers. I'm not sure why since the movers will pack everything for us, but he's determined to be difficult. I am also a bit unsure of what he has been doing for the last four months and some change. I mean, come on. That is not time at all (there is not smiley with rolling eyes, so just imagine it)

By this point I know Pete is likely laughing himself silly at my attitude. He finds them quite amusing and I'm sure by now he is aware that this is a rant and things will be back to normal soon. Rich is just shaking his head and remembering those days of his own. I'm sure he is also wishing this entire process finished and the best for us all. Things will settle soon my friend, but for now I'm just aggravated. I was up your way today, by the by. I had to go to Wright Patterson for a new ID card, and what a fiasco that was. I'll talk about it another day. Anyway, bear with me a bit more:P

To make things worse, I have spent months putting out resumes and searching for a job for me. Mission accomplished, so as promised I've turned my attention to helping my darling husband (if only you could hear the sarcasm in those words;)) do the same. He's not here, and it is much easier for me to drive around and scope out companies than it is for him to try and Google it all to get information. Since he's not fond of letter writing, I've also taken on the task of writing his cover letters, and I polished his resume for him. Rather than just say that he would go to the store, mail the resumes, and answer a simple question... I wanted to know what would be a good day to follow up on the resumes after mailing, he starts snapping at me. Now, when I'm searching for the companies, writing the resume and the cover letters, is it really asking too much to want him to go to the store, buy some nice heavy paper, print the stuff, and put it all in the mail?????

To make it worse, his mere tone implies taht I can't possibly have as much going on as he does there. He seems to forget that I coordinated the entire move from Ohio to Washington, seven months pregnant and working full time, when we first moved out there. Oh no *gasp* he must work his normal hours and put tires on the car on top of it. Can I please find a way to smack him in the head over the phone? Please, pretty pretty please.... I'm just at my wits end with the whole deal. I'm half tempted to send him my schedule for the last two weeks and ask him if there is still any room to whine. I've not been doing so, and I find it infuriating that he is doing just that. To make it worse, he's taking it out on me by just being nasty. The temper is not holding up well, and I'm currently not talking to him until I'm no longer angry.

I suggested this time would likely be tomorrow night as I hopped off of the phone. I also said I love you, but he doesn't seem to believe me at the moment. If I were to stop loving him just because I'm in a temper after being pushed too far, things would have ended years ago. Silly man, when will he ever learn that it is not a good thing to rouse the beast if you don't wish it to bite:lol: He has never learned that you can't push me into a temper like he has and then just expect me to be over it within five minutes. I don't work like that, and he's lucky that I love him. Otherwise rather than 24 hours it would be far more like a month or two. Oh well, I'm off to bed I think. The ranting is over, and I have still finished a couple of cover letters and resumes for him. They're the two most important and promising companies, so they were at the top of my priority list.