Not sure where to start, Part 3

[wishing, hoping]

Okay guys. Here comes another rant. Hold on to your seats.

I emailed H yesterday to see what time this mandatory parenting is so I can get a sitter. Now note I don't have a long list of sitters. I have 2 or 3 and that's about it. H never tells me what time the class is. So after no call today I call him after S's field trip to have H snap at me "well, I emailed that to you." I explained I was not at work today but was on the field trip with S which I thought he knew. Anyway he tells me the time and of course the class starts before I get off work so I have to make arrangements to leave work early. I tell him the sitters I normally ask can't make those times because they have after school events and my last option works until 5:00 and cannot get to our place until 6:00. He instantly gets mad and tells me I always knew what time these classes were because he showed them to me. I said I am sorry but I don't remember seeing those dates and times. He gets very angry with me and insists I knew about these dates and times. I ask to see the brochure and he shows it to me. No dates, no times. Just generic information. I said I don't see any dates or times. To which he replies, it was on the paperwork I sent in. Okay so it wasnt in the brochure after all. Or is it just me?

So I scramble finding a sitter to watch the kids and juggle someone to take S to soccer and baseball practice. I did mention that since he always knew what time the class was he could have easily taken the initiative to find a sitter. Especially since he is on the board of directors of our daycare and has all that information at his fingertips. To which he had no reply.

I find a sitter and order a pizza and leave for soccer registration for D. It took an hour and when I got home I told H I found a sitter and his reply? Well we didn't both have to go tomorrow. We could go on separate nights. Seriously? Then why all the fuss? I just said that's okay. I have a sitter now. Then he looks at me and says "that was a long registration" and sneers like I did something wrong. I explained that they changed it up this year and I had to wait in line.

I am so tired of everything being my fault. I am so tired of being the bad guy while he acts like the hero/victim and treats me like the perpetrator. He has blamed me for everything wrong with his life. Honestly if we had to sign papers tomorrow I think I would be at the front of the line. Not feeling very DB right now.

Oh, I took his clothes out of the dryer and folded them again just to take the high road and I knocked on the door to his room and he said you can just put those over there. I know no expectations but a thank you would have been nice.

Thanks for letting me rant.