I've been holding back a hateful blog post. Oh, how I just want to sit down, type vicious cuss words, slam my fingers on each letter as I type them, and not regret one word.. I am so mad lately. I can pretty much summarize and tell you that my job and my coworkers are rotting my brain. They are nosey and snobby and judgemental and sometimes just plain cruel. I'm not sure why they pretend to be interested in my pregnancy. They hold no sincerity in their hearts when they ask me things like, "What are you gonna do about childcare?", "Is your husband working yet?", "How are you going to afford this baby?". They look down at me and treat me like I was born yesterday. Really, those questions are for Scott and I to figure out - unless you're planning on giving me a raise or making a donation. Yes, times are tough right now. My amazing husband will never ever let us go without. We might just barely slip by, we might not eat sushi every night - or go on extreme vacations, or we might not even have CABLE (Heaven forbid!)... but we are completely fine. When times are tough for one of us, the other one picks up the slack. It's just how it is. Isn't that how marriage is supposed to be? I know that Scott is trying his absolute hardest to do what's best for his family - and I'm honestly sick of having to explain myself to the people that are responsible for my lousy paycheck. (might I add that I have not received a pay raise in the nearly 2 years that I've worked there - and have experienced not ONE, not TWO, but THREE hikes in my health insurance in that time period - which puts me at making $200 LESS monthly than when I was hired)
I just want them to get off of my back and let me be happy. I married my best friend two months ago, today. I am proud of him for everything that he is... and I will never beat him up for trying his hardest to support us in the best way he knows how. So, unless my coworkers are going to offer him a job or provide me with more income - I seriously do not want to hear it. ANY. MORE.
The End. :)