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The Green Green Grass

Uploaded by bdogg on Apr 25, 2007

"The Green Green Grass"

The doorbell rang and woke my baby up and I thought, “great another screwed up day with a cranky kid.” I am so sick of childcare consisting of 13 hours a day, 7 days a week. My husband told me I had to have this baby or get out. Sometimes I hate him, lately more often than not. He is bossy and controlling. I hadn’t even turned 21 before I made a major decision about marriage.

My husband is an anal retentive neat freak and he expects all things perfect all the time. He would come home and if the house were the least bit off he would start yelling and slamming the dishes as he put them in the dishwasher. If the lampshade were a sixteenth of an inch off, he would roll his eyes and correct it in front of me as if I was either to blind or too lazy to do it myself. He would use the leveler on furniture, pictures and the lamps to make sure everything was even all the time. I told him having a baby is going to upset his whole universal balance of cleanliness. My daughter’s first words besides “Mama” and “Daddy” were “fresh” and “clean”. Now the house is always in disarray and I hope the squalor chokes him.

The bell rings again, by this time the baby is screaming, the phone is ringing and the dog is going crazy at the door. Little dogs are so loud and obnoxious with their Napoleon complexes. Who is waking us so early in the morning? How rude! Is it another Jehovah’s Witness with their Watch Tower ideas or a Mormon to convert me to the altruistic ways of Joseph Smith?

My life sucks. I have an entire day of cleaning and childcare. How am I suppose to clean the house, wash the car with such a small child under foot? My daughter is into exploring everything. She finds every crease, crack and hole in the place. I have several loads of dirty laundry waiting for me with my name on it; same goes for the clean ones.

I tell my daughter no less than a hundred times a day to quit tormenting the dog let alone me. She does not want to listen to anybody. She is a bored and lonely child with no siblings. My...

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Uploaded by:   bdogg

Date:   04/25/2007

Category:   Stories

Length:   7 pages (1,516 words)

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