UGH!!!!!!!!!!

UGH!!!!! My stupid unit assessment plan is due to my professor tomorrow. I have to leave the house at 6:30am to be at the high school for my observation, I work and will be traveling all day, and class is at 5:00pm. I will have to do this after being up way too late tonight working on my stupid assessment plan.

My hubby is acting like an idiot and is letting me down when I'm depending on him. He is supposed to be copying stuff for me. He was supposed to have the kids home, fed and in bed at 8:00 tonight so that I could focus on my unit assessment plan since it is half my fricking grade in my assessment class. He promised me these things to help lighten my load today. Don't volunteer to help me if you can't help me dammit. If I'm on my own, I'm on my own. If you commit to help me, then help me dammit!!!

He promised. He was even going to fill my car with gas. This unit assessment plan is one of those things that I really need quiet to complete. I need to work without interruption to organize my thoughts and materials. He knew this. I explained this. The weather change has my neck/shoulders/hand pain out of control. My hoopty car sprung some sort of transmission leak. I don't know what the hell I'm doing on my unit assessment plan. I have not eaten dinner and hubby is out with the kids. It is 8:35 pm on a fricking school night and he is lolly gagging vs. getting his happy ass home. My kids have not eaten, my dinner that I was promised is not here (I could have picked something up on the way home from class, but no -- he had it handled), I'm hungry, I'm tired, I'm pissed. DAMMIT!!

Is it that fricking hard to just support me ONE DAY??? I hear you say you support me, but when the chips are down I have to put up with this shit. Damn I'm mad. Just tell me you can't do it. Fine, I'll cope. Just tell me you are sorry but you can't help. Fine, I'll forgive. Don't offer to help me if you can't help me dammit!!! Don't act like I'm making a big fricking deal about nothing. Dammit. You tell me you will support me this semester. You tell me you will help carry the load at home so I can focus on my 3 classes and work. You tell me you support me and then you let me down. Hubby, today you really suck.

I am learning that I can't lean on you when I'm stressed because I can't depend on you to deliver. You are damn lucky to be married to me because I love you and will get past this... but part of me really wants vengeance.... part of me wants to pull this shit on you.

Off to work on my unit assessment plan with the vague and pathetic instructions. Is sucks when your professor sucks. WTF? How can an education teacher suck? She's supposed to be teaching me to teach dammit and all she does is confuse me.

Tomorrow I will be finished with this and all will be well -- except working and driving on very little sleep. That will suck too. I hate these weeks that you wish would end just as they start. I hate wishing any part of my life away.

There, this completes my extremely nasty negative post. Sorry if you hung in there for the whole rant. If you are still here, please say a prayer for my sanity and strength. Thanks so much....