I am just venting here, but I am feeling like i am on the end of hubbys 'care' list.

i went to take a shower, NO hot water. I called him, asking him if he could come home at lunch and check it out, lite the piolt light if necessary. He said that he didn't have time to come home, i asked if he had classes all day he said pretty much, i only get a hour. he stated he couldn't come home and back in a hour. NOw, normally its ok if he don't come home, i am used to it. But this is something that i know nothing about, and i don't have a lighter to relight the thing, and i would be scared to do it.

i asked him, when he has to go to pt, and he is late, he makes it to work in 10min, he starts running excuses, oh, the gate is backed up, i don't get to work that fast, and yayayayaya.

i just told him i have to get hot water some how cause i got a dentist appt today. he said he would 'work' something out, he had to get off the phone.

now in my mind, he just made tons of excuses of WHY he COULDN'T, but now he says he wants to try but i have to get off the phone-he says.

if he would have said that he was going to try, in the first place, it would n't baffle me so much.

is this a ptsd thing, or just a guy thing?

its not just the hot water either, i have only asked him to do one thing, and that is take out the trash. I cook , clean, laundry, etc... so , he yelled at me the other day, why can't you take the trash out of the can and put it by the door, -after i asked him to take the trash out. HUMMM, why couldn't i walk the 10 more steps from the door to put the trash in the big can too??!there is still a TV box sitting in our bedroom from 3 weeks ago. I cleaned up the bedroom, just my side, put the trash bag with trash in it beside his nightstand and said that if you got any trash, put it in there. THERE is now clothes on top of the trashbag full of trash, and empty soda cans still sitting on his side of the bed.

i guess i am just pissy today, and the past 3 days. I just feel like I am on the bottom of his list. he always states that his family comes first, but i have to pull teeth to get us there. (for example , our son had a very high fever and it was snowing and blowing wind, i can't drive in that, and he had just left to go back to work, and i asked him to turn around and come home and take us the hospital,he was literally 2min down the road, he started cursing, saying he couldn't be late, and that why can't i drive in the snow, and i just told him, go to work, i will call a ambulance and you can pick us up after work. he said NO, i am on my way home, is the boy ready?. he dropped us off, after bitching the entire ride there, telling me I NEED to drive in the snow. i just ignored him, and told him, if you want to talk about this, we will do it later, now i am focus on our son. he was even more pissed that i wouldn't argue with him.

later, he had sent 2 soldiers over to pick us up, which was nice, but by the time we were actually done, hubby walked up to the front of the ER, we were walking out. We then went and got something to eat, and he said, you drive home, come and get me when i am done. so i did that, our sons fever had broke, and i went home, for a hour, came back, and when we went home again, our son had a fever again. i told him it would be a long night, cause we had to alternated ever 2 hrs with tyelenol and motrin, he just looked at me like i caused a plague. i said, you go to bed, i will get the next two doses. he said why, i have to be up in 5hrs any way, i will just stay up. whatever. he took 2 shifts, and after he went to work at 6am, i had the next 12hrs.

i just feel like can talk till i am blue in the face, he doesn't listen, then when i don't talk he still dont do anything. other than going out and physically make the money, i do the rest.