Notes From an Enabler...

Dear Terps,
It's entirely possible that I do have a thing for bad boys. Yes, he is disrespectful at times (Morning time, Lunch time, Evening, etc.) But as there are kids involved, it does change things. I have reached the point where I am going to tell him, "Look, either set the date of your big move, or stop talking about it." I'm exhausted with the fence jumping. My big issue is that I feel he should want to stop doing this to us and to our family. It's common sense, right? Why would anyone want to make their own family life miserable? The problem with that is the word "should". I should find the time to get off my butt and exercise, too, but I don't always. Bush should be impeached, but that doesn't mean it's going to happen. Anyway, I realize that I'm enabling, and that has to stop.
Re: the "being thrilled" part...I also agree. I think he does expect it to be a constant joyride. It so isn't. It may sound like a child, but it's not my fault. I can put on some bunny ears and heels, sure...I can pop the cork on a bottle of champaigne...but not all the time, you know? Sometimes, I'm just going to be a stressed out, no make-up, changing the baby's poop diaper kind of girl. I see no need for me to change his as well.

Now, as to the Atlas situation...Please do send the info along. I shall be happy to post my expert advice that is 100% reliable as I set the standard for functional relationships. Clearly.

Before I close on the subject of Mr. Confusia...allow me to tell you what he came up with last night. I was painting my fingernails as a means of entertaining myself since he wasn't being "thrilling" enough for me...He asked me if I was "re-baiting the hook".

Yeah, because so many men out there want impoverished, divorced mothers of three children. ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Baiting my hook...Like I'm Cleo-effing-patra...