Thursday, 10 June 2010

Do what?

Well, for frack's sake, Husband off sick from work for the last two days. And do you know why? Because he can't hear properly in one ear! I mean, poor didums! There's me walking around like John Wayne (my little trouble has not gone away, o my brothers) with a shit-load of housework and kid type stuff, and there HE is, pissing around in bed.

He eventually crawls to the Doctors, who simply arranges to have his ear syringed. I mean fair enough, but couldn't he have done that in his lunch hour?

I took no prisoners with him. This shit-hole, I mean house, is MY manor in the daytime. Its bad enough the kids take it over at a quarter to four, let alone Him loafing around. Anyway, I told him, You'll have to be quiet, 'cos I'm writing! This taking place in the kitchen, being the only place I'm allowed to smoke. (Though I have had a crafty few out of the bedroom window before, between you and me, o my brothers).

The book is not going well, o my only friends, so I've written a frackin short story instead. A real godammed personal one about my sister in law and brother and everything. Have sent it off into the magazine orbit with some trepidation, it being such a raw and autobiographical subject. None of this shit about boy meeting girl and that. This is Real stuff!

However, HE is not to know that. And part of me protests at being such a battleaxe. But you know, how would he like it if I walked around in his office all day - eh? The shoe on the other foot - tell me that one, eh!

Got invigiliating this afternoon. Not gonna stick at this much. Got bad-tempered the other morning. It can only get worse. Gonna get a bag of bloody chips and eat 'em in the car, bollocks to it!

5 comments:

Stigmum said...

It's why I'm single Jen, I get terrible sloth envy. I can't tolerate watching a man laze about, in sickness or in health, while I have to beetle around him. As it is, nothing gets done around here because I haven't taught the Mini Man to hoover yet...
As for cheeky Nico Teen out of the window! Ah you bring back memories of when my folks 'didn't know'. My son doesn't know I do it outside the living room one though he may suspect.. me standing with arm out said window when he wakes up from a nightmare only for me to bark at him to get back to bed. Not my style when I have my feet up watching telly and he does the same thing!
Anyway, my thoughts are with you, you are a warrior amongst smokers!! xxx

Suburbia said...

Can't bare them hanging around!

Good luck with your writing

French Fancy said...

Oh well done on polishing off and sending away a short story. Fingers crossed. Now you've done the brother in law you can do the little creep- The Nephew.

Polly said...

sick men test me, and looks as though Ill have 3 of them.....crikeys you better hand over the packet!! Hope you are feeling better Jen xx

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