Tuesday, February 26, 2008

I really feel so irritated that my hb can actually consider exchanging baby cots with his brother! As it is, our space is already quite cramped with our present cot, I can't imagine a bigger one, how to push out of the door? And we really need to be able to push it out of the door, cuz there is barely enough walking space with the cot in the room. If his brother's cot is too big, why can't he just fix it and leave it in the room?! And serioiusly, why the hell did his "claim-to-know-it-all" wife not have the good sense to measure the cot before buying it?!!! Nobody does that unless u have a very big area in your house. And I feel even more pissed cuz we spent a lot of time looking for a suitable cot for our pl. Most cots out there were too big and it wasn't easy to find a small one that fitted our budget. I do not know why my hb has to be so accomodating towards his family. I have had about enought of it. This just brings me to remember a lunch 2 sats ago, when I was rather pissed cuz we were rushing like mad just to accomodate his family's timing. I dunno why the heck we have to when we have a baby and everyone knows how unpredictable a baby can be. What happened was that morning, we had brought the baby to East Coast for a walk and had a late breakfast at around 11.30 am. After that, my hb called his family and learnt that they were gng for lunch at some restaurant at 1:30 pm, so he told them that although we have eaten, we would still join them. It's like he did all these without even consulting me! I was certainly full fr the brunch and had no intention to eat lunch at 1:30 pm. Furthermore, Jordan had just fallen asleep and he needed to bathe and eat his rice cereal before going out (cuz it's messy to feed him cereal outside). So anyway, the story goes that my hb was very unhappy cuz of the brunch and kept rushing me and of course, I was irritated. Cuz why the hell should we rush to accomodate your family's timing when we have already eaten? We could have jolly well not gone, if not for the fact that he wanted to go. Sometimes, I feel that our lives are so controlled? Why do we always have to accomodate others and let our lives be run by them? We need to have our own say and make our own decisions and live our own life. Sigh..continue another time, no mood...

Kimmie scribbles
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