Coffee Asshole!

Jim's an asshole. I mean, how many posts have started that way? Well this morning, he's a really big asshole. So I come downstairs, pissed off already because the damn dogs stole one of the attachments from the vacuum and chewed it all up, and Jim starts talking to me. Here we go! And then as I'm getting ready to make my 2nd cup of much needed coffee he says all sugary, "Honey? Would you be a doll?" And then he reaches up from the loveseat he's lounged out in and starts hitting the railing that separates the family room from the kitchen with his coffee mug. I said, "Suck it! I'm getting my coffee. Get your own!" But he keeps tap tap tapping so I grab his mug and do him a solid. Five minutes later after my coffee is made and I've gotten his all brewed and doctored , I get up from my seat and do him a second solid, delivering his cup of joe. But as I'm delivering and he goes to grab the bottom of the mug, I pull back and say, "No! It's too hot! You're going to burn your hand!" And he has the gall to respond in a shitty tone, "WILL YOU JUST GIVE ME MY FUCKING COFFEE!?!" He nearly had that scalding hot coffee dumped on his head. See? Asshole. 

This time next week I'm hoping we're on the road and nearly to Dayton! Something to look forward to and boy oh boy I need it. I'm sorry I keep bitching about my job but I'm just so done. These kids are truly driving me nuts. Oh, and here's a funny little conversation I was involved with that probably killed off dozens of brain cells: So this kids says to me as he's about to leave for lunch: "Mrs. Hanke? I had my first 'dinger' in softball last night. I hit the ball and ran to second, slid into 3rd then went to first." I said, "Huh...that's interesting. I'm not sure your team was too thrilled with that." He said, "Yeah. We lost 18-1". Me: "That makes sense if you went to 2nd, slid into 3rd then went to 1st." I mean, what the heck was he talking about? 

Jim's watching TV and just said, "I'm sorry but no one's going to vote for you." And me, being dumb and not thinking said, "Who?" And Jim starts explaining and I was forced to interrupt and say, "I'm sorry, I don't care. I don't know why I asked who?" Jim understood...really! I wasn't being an asshole. 

Dinner tonight: I gave Jim the option of a deconstructed stuffed green pepper casserole or take-out pizza. I was so happy when he chose pizza. It's been a while. I'll make the casserole either this weekend or next week. It looks really good...something new and I love stuffed green peppers. 

Okay well, thank God it's Friday! I'm so looking forward to doing nothing much this weekend. School should be pretty chill. I'm finishing up my novel in ELA (three chapters to go); the kids will do their final chapter review in history (WW2) and then in science we finished up studying Earth's biomes yesterday so we'll watch a nature video today on the Rainforest. Woot! Happy Friday! Happy weekend. Later!