Yours, Mine and Yours

I really don't get it!!!

I do all (most of ..99%) the grocery shopping. And when I do:
---I buy food for the whole family--- NOT just my own food. It is for all to enjoy. Whatever is mine is theirs!!
I do much of the cooking (not the best of) . And when I do:
---I cook for the whole family--- Even when it means different meals for different family members.
I do all of the laundry and fold every ones clothes with the most loving care. And Holy Crap can I fold!!!.
--- In fact the other members get their clothes, beautifully folded, separated by person, type, and EVEN color. YES, I do. My clothes get basic folding. That's ok with me as long as my boys (BIO, please come home!!) are happy and look good. Really

I do the social planning for the entire family. I have parties, plan outings, vacations, etc. I decorate the house for every possible season/holiday, so that there is always a festive air in the home.

I buy all of the families necessities. No need goes unattended. I would still be buying them clothes, but the teens now think I am a dork clothes buyer. (Fine with me, btw)


NOW......... Here is the confusing part;


On the few occasions when someone in the house, goes to the grocery store and buys something, it is THEIRS... ONLY theirs. If I try to share; I get a flat out bitch fest from Adorable (not so lately), or a hmmppff grunt from the hub. What's theirs is clearly just theirs.


All the laundry that I DO sits on the guest bed in the downstairs bedroom until each member takes theirs upstairs. NOW remember I do all the laundry. When I ask them to carry my little pile up WHILE they are taking their own up, I get super huffing....


The other Sunday morning after finishing our various chores, the hub comes into the kitchen and started making breakfast (he is a really good cook and makes a kick ass breakfast). I said "Are you making breakfast for everyone?" and I swear he answered me with , "Well, Alex already ate."

HUH????

wait for it.... wait for it... wait for it.... I DID. Finally. "Oh did you eat?"


Forget it!!!!

Steamed!!!

I am suing the AARP!!!!

I am outraged that they started stalking me at the moment I turned .. ? ... no where near Senior/Retired age.

This whole Internet advertising/stalking thing is not only scary, it's pissing me off.
Google
Yahoo
Even you, Blogspot. You are not exempt here. You send me crap about stuff I may or may NOT be referring to in my posts.

For the record (I bet They won't read this part) .....
I am NOT single. I am not looking for single men my age in my area. (Yep, They know where I live and sorta know, kinda...close-ish, my age).
I am NOT ready for AARP
and
I AM NOT IN MENOPAUSE!!!!!

For the love of God, please quit. Because if you don't quit, I'm gonna....DO Something VERY radical..


When I figure out what that might be.

It's Complicated

I got out of bed this morning, brushed my teeth and went back to make my bed... (hee hee)
Like every other day, I just look at it and think it is too big a job for this early in the day.
TODAY, I figured out why.
Sleeping is hard work for me these days and requires mucho accouterments.
Let's see, there is the fan that blasts on my face sitting on the dresser.
There is the ceiling fan at full blast as well.
THEN, the bed...
There is the heating pad that is on low -all night- every night- to try to ease my lower back.
There is the special Tempurpedic pillow to help the arthritis in my neck....
This is sometimes covered by yet another pillow when I wake up and read in the night... NOW when that happens I wake later with a neck ache and have to remove the extra pillow...
VERY Disruptive.
There is also the little-ish pillow that has to be between my knees when laying on my left side OR big knee pain the next day.
And then there is the body pillow. This large puff provides all kinds of therapeutic benefits. Not really, I just use it to drape half my body over when I am sleeping on the Other side.
Those are just the players..
Then there is the condition of the actual bed and sheets.
When I move at night it takes all kinds of re-adjusting and .. because there is clearly a ventilation problem in my room, I get hot then cold then hot then, ....you get the idea. So the sheets and blankie look like they were the survivors of a tornado.
I am completely exhausted just thinking about it.
No wonder I am not refreshed when I wake up and
I THINK this might be why I have been having dreams that are so scary that I have to make myself become fully awake to shake them off.
Does this have anything to do with age?
NAHHhhhhhh