How is the pot roast......

So on tuesday night. Keith "we should make pot roast" Me "Nah lets make french dip sandwiches"..... he goes and works on his car late in to the night. Wed. morning I come down to find the crockpot on the stove with spuds chopped inside. "Oh you just need to dump the spices and roast in"..... ok first off I told him previously that I did not want to make pot roast. Then you start it and run? Gurr! Needless to say after all the antics that have been going on this week, it did not sit well with me. So I just get over it. Then feeling like I am a prisioner of my own home as of late. Due to being so pregos and dealing with a toddler with no help this week. He emails me to ask how I am. That is a good thing, but then in the same sentance. Oh how is the pot roast? That pissed me off. Been ingored lately due to so much needing to be done. You show some concern about me great.... could it be left at that. Sorry prob. to senstive. Just getting fustraed.

Went and got the fussy one from daycare. He had a bad day. He got two times out for not shareing and then one for hitting. Besides that fact he did not take a nap. So feeling low my self it gave me no hope for the eve. alone with him. Wy did well, excluding when he dumped a glass of water on him and of course the gate that smacked him in the face... he did both. Got him set up for dinner between phone calls made to the house. Keith actualy walked in the earlyest he has all week.... still quite late... Served up the f'n pot roast for him. Then Wy was done with his dinner as I was about to sit down. Keith realized that "oh maybe she is exhausted" decided that it may be good if he took the fussy one up stairs so I could eat the fat chunk of the remaining pot roast.

Then we got him to bed. Asked Keith if we were even going to get to go out prior to the kid comming... no real answer. Fine I go and do my stuff to get ready for bed. Climb in to bed and then he follows about 20 min later. He attempts to snuggle up with me. I just had nothing to do with it. I am sorry do I do not take well to being ingnored and then act like nothing has happend.... went to bed.

Today still feeling a bit fustrated. I put in to take tmrw. off to sleep in. Dan maybe coming over to help with the porch again. It is a good thing, but it also means that we will not be able to do anything. Oh well beggers can not be choosers.....

And fathers day is comming up. With how lack luster mothers day was... and how the last few weeks have gone I am just having a hard time to plan anything for him. And of course I am a better person and prob. will do something.... just can't put my heart in it.