Let me set the scene for you first before I delve into my story. I am a full time worker with my own home cake business and four beautiful yet wild children. My partner has been a full time babysitter for me for the past 8 months while looking for a job. He quit his last job because of two reasons :A- he hated his boss and was having a stress attack every time he went to work and B- it made more financial sense for me to work as I earn more money.
So here goes.
The deal was that he was to become me while I was at work. As in cook, clean, entertain the kids, do drop offs and pickups. Basically be the mum of the family. But alas in the last few months his stamina has waned a touch and I have just about had enough.
I know this may sound like a bit of a rant but I just cannot understand what he does all day long. I work for a few hours at lunch then come home and hang washing out, do the dishes and if I can really be bothered I will prepare dinner while he sits on the computer and plays games. Then I head off to work again leaving a screaming baby who has just had the only person who pays attention to her walk out the door in total abandonment. Oh god I love that kid.
So last week he found a job and has begun leaving home at around 6:30am and returning at around 8:30. All week I have let him know what time I start the next day but I am afraid half of that crucial information has fallen on deaf ears.
So this morning I had one of my cakes to finish, planning to deliver it at 11am, which was 1 full hour before I had to start work. Giving me plenty of time to get to my destination without any stress.
11am came and went with no sign of said partner…. then came 11:15……waiting…..11:30….waiting. Eventually 11:45 rolls around as I frantically make a phone call to my darling mum asking for help and a rescue. She came through and while I had to ask my darling customers if they could pick up their cake from my work, I couldn’t help but have complete mixed emotions about the whereabouts of my male human. I drove past his work and there was no sign. There was no accident on the way home which to me would have been about the only acceptable response to “why are you so late”, and no phone call or any notification.
I got to work, worked a sweaty hot shift then travelled home only to find the male being yet again sitting on the computer. Needless to say I had a bit of fury in my voice when he proceeded to tell me a story of why he wasn’t at home when I needed him. No apology, nothing.
So yes Mr I am a cranky shit but please someone tell me this is not justified.
AAANNNDDDD now there is a whiteboard with my roster on it….. in front of him….. above his computer.
And on his desktop background.
Posted by candicebrown, 31st January 2016