I don't post blogs mainly because I write from my phone but today I need to vent. DH is a dumbass. He had 4 kids with a narcissistic whore who has 8 kids total and who cheated on him all the time with friends and family members alike. He ended up in jail because she accused him of abuse on her oldest DD. We met while he was fighting those charges, going to court, etc. Fast forward 4 years, we are married and 3 of the 4 skids live with us. BM gets them EOWE and does not provide any financial help whatsoever. I run a small business, DH drives a truck. The brunt of the bills(95%), I pay. I do all the shopping, most of the school stuff, etc... DH plays video games. I've been disengaging a lot lately, because all of this is taking a toll on me mentally and physically. My business has me working 16 hr days, 7 days/week and I cook and run errands and attend student/parent conferences, laptop pickup meetings for the 2 oldest, band practice, tutoring, etc, etc. I make him discipline more, he hates it. Would rather play his games and let me be the "bad guy" all of the time. I feel like I have 5 skids instead of 4, except that one of them is in his 30s and shaves.....
So this AM, after I've gotten all 3 skids up and off to school, fed all the furkids, and headed out to work, I call DH (he's already at work) to discuss an ongoing discipline issue with SS10 and to remind him that today is his parent/teachers conference. DH says he's not going, that he's sick and tired of me calling him to talk about the kids or about my stupid business/clients/work (his words, not mine) and that he's hanging up. I'm like WTF do you want me to talk about? Quantum physics? How about them Cowboys? Did you hear the joke about the rabbi, the priest and the reverend? I mean I sit there and listen to him go on and on about his coworkers, about his stupid video games, his computer he wants to build, his truck he wants to buy, blah blah blah.... HE might think my business is stupid, but right now my business is what's keeping a roof over his and his kids' heads and feeding them. As for his kids, if I can't talk about them to him, who the f*ck am I supposed to talk to????