George finally heard back from court about the support for Crazy.

Since George left his job earlier this year he has made a lot less money.  He works very hard on trying to get his business going.  But of course it is a slow process and takes time to build up clients.  And now with the crazy financial situation our country is in, many people are not spending extra money on the type of work that George does.

Anyways- the judge basically made his decision based on what he thinks George could be making.  Not on what he is actually making.  So taking into account that George made probably 3 times as much money last year as he will this year, he made his decision based on that.  He still didn’t award the full 17% but he awarded more than we can afford to pay.  I’m not sure where George is supposed to come up with the money.

So I hope this makes Crazy happy.  We were already struggling to pay all of our bills and now we have to add another bill on top of all of that.

…we have to go to the store I arrange everything around Peanut’s schedule.  If we go somewhere in the morning I like to go as early as possible so we can have time to get things done without being rushed and still be home before lunch and nap time.  If we go somewhere in the afternoon I like to go as soon as Peanut wakes up from her nap.  That way we can go and have time to get things done without being rushed and be home before she starts getting cranky for dinner.  Or we can wait and go after dinner.  It all makes perfect sense to me in my little mind.

On the other hand George likes to take his sweet time and then complains when I try to “rush” him out the door.  We fight every single time.  Then we get to wherever we are going and we have to hurry up because we either need to get home for lunch and nap or dinner.  And then George gets mad at me for rushing him.  And then we fight every single time.

He complains that I am thinking only of myself when I rush him around.  In reality I am thinking only of Peanut and trying to make sure that we stay on her schedule so that she doesn’t get too hungry or tired.  For some reason this does not make sense to George.

It seems like George and I just can not get along.  I’m sure part of it has to do with both of us working from home.  We are together 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.  But we very rarely really spend actual time together.  I have no idea if that even makes sense.

We are at each other constantly.  I feel like George thinks I do everything wrong.  There is nothing I can do that would make him happy.  No matter what I have done there is something wrong with it.  And if something happens to go wrong- it is somehow my fault.  Nothing is ever his fault.  And when I try to talk- I am constantly interrupted.

I am told pretty much daily how bad I am at all sorts of things.  The last time George said something nice to me or told me something he appreciated me doing?  I have no idea.

George is really annoying me lately.  For some reason he is extremely grumpy and doing lots of yelling.  So last night I asked him what his problem was.  It turns out he’s mad at me.

A few nights ago I wasn’t feeling well.  I was working on my computer when all of a sudden I was extremely dizzy and felt like I was going to throw up.  So I turned everything off and told George I was sick and going to bed.  A few minutes later he came into bed and asked what was wrong.  So I told him the room was spinning and I felt terrible and couldn’t move.  He started to rub my back and actually rubbed my back for about a half an hour.  That last time that happened was… I have no idea.  So I thought he was being really nice since I didn’t feel good.  It turns out he had something else in mind.  I reminded him that I couldn’t move because I was so dizzy.  Apparently when I did that I was blowing him off.  So, now a few days later he is still mad at me over this.

Ridiculous.  And now I’m mad that he didn’t care how sick I was feeling.