epically, under the weight of everything I have to get done.
I just had an absurd, launch-me-into-hysterical-tears-for-15-minutes fight this morning with DH over the fact that he had to buy milk on his way home from work at 1am.
Should I be able to drink my coffee without milk when I set my alarm for 5:30 am to work before DD wakes? Sure, but I can't. It makes me gag, literally, and when I'm that tired, it doesn't take much to make me nauseated. And I need the coffee to work. I am that addicted and that sleep-deprived.
Should I be able to get milk during the day when I am working at home and picking up DD at school to then take her to ballet to then take her Christmas caroling to then come home to host a play date to then light Hanukkah candles (without the Jewish parent present, of course) to then put her to bed and sit down at my computer again exhausted? I guess, but honestly, for whatever reason I didn't even realize we were out of milk until I sent a message to DH at work at 10pm. Did I mention DD was sleeping and that there was no way I could leave the house to get the milk myself at that point? And that I absolutely needed it to work this morning on little sleep?
So I was just accused of "expecting everyone to do things for me when I'm busy working" and "not respecting H's work load" by asking him to do random errands I should be able to do myself. So the hot tears of frustration just started flying and instead of getting back to my work, now my mind is rattling off a list of all the "random errands" I've done because DH is too busy at work- getting our passport pics taken for the French visa application, packing up all kinds of crap, taking time to show our apartment to a prospective renter, etc. Oh, yeah, and TAKING CARE OF DD! It's not like I'm just holed up in my study working and ignoring the world because of my 12/31 project deadline. (And yes, that's only 8 days away and I am still a long way off.)
Thanks for letting me vent. Since this is my "home" board, I didn't really know where else to go.