u made me frustrated this morning.
A. should not be walking into school with a nasty nose. period.
YOU...were the person who got her ready. not me.
YOU...are the person who should check her out before letting her go out the door.
her nose was horrible.
all that you were talking about "maybe if you help me", etc etc etc - is just more of you changing the context instead of you admitting that you f*cked up by not checking her nose.
if you need me to help you with A. in the morning, let's talk about it and let's even come up with a schedule where on certain days i'll get her ready. we can do that tonight.
but that still doesn't change the fact that you were the one this morning that should have cleaned her nose.
so to get nasty at me when i call you frustrated, is the same o, same o and my day is now that much worse.
Kind of poetic, isn't he? It's quite the rare gift and one that I relish returning with as much bile as possible (this is my response, in its' entirety):
I apologize for not paying attention to A's nose to make sure it was clean. I didn't check it and it is my fault.
I guess having you call me in the middle of your frustrated state and having you go off on me is my karma. I apologize for getting nasty at you since your frustration was caused by me.
So, I guess that makes you a wonderful husband for following up by sending me this message. Thank you SOO much! Everytime I get something like this from you, whether in person or in an email, it gives me a lot of insight into what type of person you are. You may have my number in terms of how I react to things, but I know a thing or two about you as well.
And as far as you helping me get A ready in the morning? Yeah right. You can't even get yourself ready on time and don't think I haven't noticed that the whole "S.O. puts A. to bed on Thursday and Saturday night" has gone out the window.
Same o, same o S.O..
By the way, and not that it makes any difference to you, but I'm sick. I have a fever of 101.7. Maybe that's why I was so tired yesterday.
Have a great day Sweetie!
The part about being sick is true. It adds a nice touch don't you think? Ah, well...Such is life in paradise.

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