It’s a busy filled weekend. Easter is here and that means time with family, and church family and maybe even town events. Maybe you have to work for a few hours before all the fun begins. As it so happened that’s how my weekend started off for me. I was up around 4:30 am. I wanted to get up and spend time in God’s Word and be at work by 6 am. I laid back down and didn’t wake up until almost 6 am. I hurried up and made my coffee and gave God 15 minutes of my time sadly, and was at work by 6 am. I only had to work a few hours but I was able to get two loads of laundry done and cook, after work I made Clayton some breakfast. Jumped the shower and started to get ready for our church’s luncheon followed by the Easter Egg hunt that had to be indoors due to the rain.
Before I left for church I put things up on the top shelf of the fridge for Clayton if he got hungry so he didn’t have to bend down and get anything. I put a few options up there for him. We spent a few hours at church enjoying fellowship with our church family and came home to try to rest a little due to Rose having evaluations for her sport that she is playing. I couldn’t do any outside chores it was still raining off and on. It did this all day. But I did get two batches of homemade brownies made and I was able to get the devil eggs made for lunch on Sunday. Rose and I left for her evaluations and it was like 5:30 pm before we got back home. Clayton is being pouty due to us being gone most of the day. He does that when Rose and I have things that we need to do, and we can’t lay around all day under his watch and due the chores that he wants us to do for him.
We go back and forth about supper and I end up going to get pizza. Clayton settles down and all is well. Sunday morning is now here and I don’t go to Sunday School due to being gone most of Saturday and I know that if I tried to go Clayton would start in on me about how much I’ve been gone over the weekend. So I just hung out with him and I was able to get some stuff done inside before getting ready to go to church. After church we go to my sister’s house and cook out and eat and hunt eggs for the little ones. It was a good day. But unfortunately it was almost 3:30 pm before Rose and I got home and I still had to go to the and get Clayton’s supplies for the week.
So here Rose and I go again headed to town. No chores have been done outside at this point. Before we left for town Rose went out and help clean the pool. It’s awful right now. Anyway we get home and she goes to her room she’s tired and wants to rest. I notice that I’m getting dirty looks from Clayton. So I ask him what the deal is. And he starts in about how he told Rose he had a chore for her when we got back and she just went to her room. I told him that all he had to do was call her name and she would do whatever he needed her to do. I told him she was tired and just wanted to relax for a minute. So I go get her and he wanted her to clean up after the dogs. I went out with her and helped her and the yard needed mowing in some spots so I did that too.
Came inside only to have to start supper. And get that all made and cleaned back up. It was after 6 pm before I was able to actually sit down and relax and not have to do anything for anyone. Clayton believes that after a long week of work it doesn’t stop just because it’s the weekend. From sun up to sun down you need to be working around the house. Now I know that you have to keep up your house or it will fall apart. I know that there are chores that need to be done every day. And includes the weekend. But this weekend was to celebrate our Lord and Savior. To share time with family and church.
When we are busy and aren’t home all day and aren’t able to get the things done around the house that he thinks we should, he gets mad and talks hateful and just acts like everything is going to fall apart. He gives dirty looks and is just mean until I’m able to work for a little while and get some of those things done. Then when I tell him that we are going to church, he starts saying how things are never going to get done and how he can’t do them. How he hates depending on others to do his chores. Its’s so awful that he makes me feel guilty so I only go to preaching service or not at all. And that’s not okay!
