tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1939423437960053438.post7980137313806770581..comments2023-11-05T06:39:43.736-05:00Comments on Confessions of the "Subjugated" Wife: On life being predictableSubWifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10130118656023678187noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1939423437960053438.post-82847894863484206432013-04-26T11:09:02.353-04:002013-04-26T11:09:02.353-04:00I do have to maintain the decor and I did write it...I do have to maintain the decor and I did write it the day after... it helps.SubWifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10130118656023678187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1939423437960053438.post-85532952324221456032013-04-26T11:07:51.393-04:002013-04-26T11:07:51.393-04:00Yes, husbands could be...husbands. Whenever I sai...Yes, husbands could be...husbands. Whenever I said that I just couldn't get something done because I worked too, you know, he used to ask how come other women who also work, could. I suggested that he should've married them instead of me, but they probably would've had shortcomings of their own. Surprisingly, I was heard and no comparisons have been made in some time. You know what that means, I said it out loud, so I will hear one today.SubWifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10130118656023678187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1939423437960053438.post-44771569470162859842013-04-25T23:21:11.919-04:002013-04-25T23:21:11.919-04:00I have those days quite often. Actually every day,...I have those days quite often. Actually every day, come to think of it. If I don't clean something/put things in to place/yell at someone to do it, it will not get done. Today hubby asked when can I get the cleaning lady to come over. I told him she's not available this week and we should just wash our own floor. He said, Ok, do that. I told him the baby doesn't let me, therefore he should do it. He said his job doesn't let him. I told him to work less. <br />Hubby's response - "Now there's an incentive to work less, so I can wash the floor!"Sophienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1939423437960053438.post-31553566382580107642013-04-16T21:27:39.485-04:002013-04-16T21:27:39.485-04:00Oh, those days. The days that we look at our watch...Oh, those days. The days that we look at our watches and beg the second hand to move at 60 times it's regular speed. Hate those days. Sorry that you had one. <br /><br />That was very 'politely' written. After one of these days I'm usually not feeling polite. Lost and Foundhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15274876739284480513noreply@blogger.com