I started originally with a gripe. And decided otherwise. I have decided among many important things that we live infamily units so that we can learn to be the sort of being that will belong in a family unit. When you love someone and place them above yourself, and they place you above themselves, it works perfectly! We call that marriage, add children... tah day, it's a family.
When a man sets himself first, he teaches that is what he expects others to do. So, recently, I was told that my husband would likely help me - if I ask, but I ought not just expect him to help. Really? So, what that says to me is that if I want something I should go get it for myself. Hmmmm. I wonder how that would work if I did that with um, let's say dinner. I have already stopped trying to take care of his messes and it is driving me crazy. He just does not mind living in disorder and filth. Obviously, by this post, one can tell that I cannot stand it. But, I would be happy to help if he asked...oh this is just ridiculous!
While I am venting, what's up with men and their devices? And can they actually even do a thing when their kids turn to burrowing their faces in their electronics? Reminds me of that song, "...you know I'm gonna be like you, dad..just like you."
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