?

Log in

No account? Create an account

Sun, Aug. 29th, 2010, 10:09 am
Typical

Today is a prime example of the kinds of things which make me pissed off with AgtOrange.

Yesterday, for no particular reason (as I am still recovering from surgery), I woke up feeling pretty good and chipper. One of those, "wow a beautiful day, let's go do something!" mornings. Cuddled up to AgtOrange, smothering him in kisses and asking him if he wanted to wake up. I'd been dreaming about making my roasted-pepper chili, so of course I wanted to know if there was a farmer's market around and if we could get peppers and other chili-making accoutrements. Planned on roasting garlic and peppers for a couple of days (because it is never as much as I want) and keeping them in the fridge until I had a tub of peppers, and THEN starting the chili. This would also give me time to start a proper poulish for the french bread, which tastes best if you let is slowly ferment in the fridge for two or three days before actually making the dough.

Yes, I had that kind of pretend energy before I got out of bed.

Only AgtOrange was grumpy. His leg is still hurting and he went to bed really late. He says once I take up the notion to wake him up, he has to get up regardless of what he wants to do. I told him he could stay in bed. "Yeah, right," was his rolled-eyed response.

So we didn't do anything. He retreated to his office and I to my Facebook games and I ate cold pizza for breakfast and microwaved soup for dinner.

About halfway through the day, he relents and tells me we can get up early Sunday morning and go to the market. Not only that, but he will clean the kitchen and do the dishes so I can start with everything fresh.

We stayed up really late last night. Around one A.M. I tell him, "I am NOT going to want to get up early tomorrow". I was still a hundred pages from done with my book. I ended up going to bed around 3am and I think he went to bed at least an hour later. So he did not end up setting the alarm for 9am as planned.

Only I woke up anyway.

Of course, there was no chance of waking him at all, so there is still no chance of farmer's market and fresh peppers. What pissed me off was getting up to see the kitchen still a wreck, the dishwasher not run, and the trash near to overflowing. Worse, he hadn't rinsed out the coffeepot (which I prefer be clean if I have to make coffee in the morning).

I don't know why stuff like this upsets me. If he hadn't said anything about cleaning the kitchen, I would have just done it and not been mad. I might not have been happy (who likes to clean), but I would not have felt like this. But when he says he is going to do stuff, and it doesn't get done, it makes me almost red with rage.

Now I don't want to make chili, I don't want to bake bread -- hell, I don't even want to eat. What I really want to do is go on a rampage, throwing everything in the trash, dirty dishes and all.

I have straightened the kitchen, taken out the trash, started the dishes, made the coffee, and retreated to my computer. The week is already looking grim.

Sun, Aug. 29th, 2010 03:34 pm (UTC)
lather2002: ...

It's all happening at the zoo
I do believe it
I do believe it's true
Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm
Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm
Oh ho ho ho
Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm

It's a light and tumble journey
From the East Side to the park
Just a fine and fancy ramble
To the zoo

But you can take the crosstown bus
If it's raining or it's cold
And the animals will love it
If you do

If ya do now

Something tells me
It's all happening at the zoo
I do believe it
I do believe it's true
Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm
Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm
Oh ho ho ho
Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm

The monkeys stand for honesty
Giraffes are insincere
And the elephants are kindly but they're dumb
Ourang-outangs are skeptical
Of changes in their cages
And the zookeeper is very fond of rum

Zebras are reactionaries
Antelopes are missionaries
Pigeons plot in secrecy
And hamsters turn on frequently
What a gas
Ya gotta come and see
At the zoo
At the zoo
At the zoo
At the zoo