Delayed Reaction: Furious
I'm furious.
Exactly which part of "Don't you DARE [take on another elected position/work responsibility]!" do you think didn't get through?
Every last freaking bit of it.
It took me almost a full day to become one with it. But man am I pissed.
He said he called to tell them he couldn't do it. But she already put his name on the ballot. Asked him to run anyway and if he won to resign. She was worried that they would run unopposed if he didn't.
What was he supposed to do? That was his question of me. And I didn't even get mad when he said it. I knew in my heart of hearts that he wanted to do it.
Clearly she saw him coming a mile away: New, young guy that probably wants to go places. I can rope him in...
She did just that. Their slate ran un-freaking-opposed. He was a god-damned shoe in.
Worst part of it all: my husband does not resign.
So I'm seeing red: again, family comes second. Or at least that's how it seems. And again, home comes last.
Now, even if we wanted to, we don't have the time to take a vacation. Finish the 'Man Room', socialize, or anything else that doesn't resemble work.
Whoever that b*tch is that manipulated my husband into doing this - I swear I'll beat her ass when I meet her.
Oh, he's gonna get it, too. Don't you worry.


1 comment:
I say eff him...let it fly sister!
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