Today was one of those days where I'm completely baffled by how surprised the (ex)boyfriend was by the break-up. Honestly, was that his idea of a happy little relationship? Everything was peachy keen in his eyes? It's sad, really. He is just on a different page than me. Or possibly even a different book.
Now that we're in the post-relationship phase I'm still dealing with a lot of the same frustrations that drove me to end it. (And he still doesn't get it.) Should I still be thanklessly doing his laundry? At $2.50 per load, it makes no sense to divide laundry duties. Yet, one shouldn't have to handle someone else's dirty underwear unless they're blood related or sleeping together. It's not the actual laundry doing that I mind, but his attitude toward it all. No concern whatsoever. As if he still considers it my job. Or thinks there's a laundry fairy that just appears with clean undies.
Needless to say, these last couple months can't go by fast enough.
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