Text sent to Husband this morning:

“The next time you clip your toenails all over the floor and fail to sweep them up, I am going to make you wish you didn’t have toes.”

Is this how women get labeled as bitches after they have been married for 7-ish years and produced a few children? If so, I think that is unfair. I simply cannot have a houseful of people who clip their toenails willy-nilly and don’t pick them up afterwards. I have too much to do, like make sure teeth are brushed and children are fed, to constantly sweep up other people’s clippings. 

This may be an overreaction (I AM pregnant, let’s keep that in mind), however, any time I find things like this I have a flash-forward vision of FOUR PEOPLE’S TOENAIL CLIPPINGS — that is, one Husband and three children who copy his behavior — littered about the house and it kind of freaks my freak. Like literally, my chest gets tight and I have to make myself take deep breaths just thinking about it. Then I have to remind myself that I am not sweeping up four people‘s toenail clippings yet. Just one person’s. One person who I will make pay for this.

Quite often I feel like I am waging a constant war against foolishness. Sometimes it’s against myself.