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Name: Clawed
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in the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye framed thy fearful symmetry?
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I hate finch's job. He's not too fond of it, but he "likes it better than anything else he can do right now." He doesn't want something "dull and monotonous." He works for U-haul, making reservations. He gets paid a bit above minimum wage and then makes commission. He gets to work from home. Except he barely makes enough reservations per hour to earn enough to make the job decent, he complains constantly about the idiots that call in, and he works from 5:30-1:30, Sunday-Wednesday and Friday. Yes. That means that he's up before I am, off before I am, and has to be asleep at 9:30. Also, since he works Sundays (and holidays), no weekend trips for us or late Saturday nights out. And, since I work a job with semi-regular hours, that means I get to see him for a few hours in the evenings, he's always awake and working when I get up. He's hit that after-work tiredness when I get home and doesn't want to do much. If the trend continues, I can look forward to: Waking up alone. Having to be silent around the apartment because he's working from home. Coming home to find him apathetically poking his computer or napping. Making my own food. Eating by myself while he does whatever. Doing any housework that needs to be done. Getting one hour, maybe two, with him actually energetic and willing to do something. Being quiet after that because he's asleep. Or going to sleep at 9:30 with him, thus getting a scant three or four hours total awake and not at work all day. Plus, he doesn't really seem to want to put too much effort into unpacking any of the boxes making the spare bedroom impassable. Since half of it is his and most of the rest is decorative stuff (which I promised I'd make a joint effort to get him involved in)... nonetheless, anything else that needs to be unpacked and put away? Me. He put his computer desk together and unpacked his clothes. The rest of his stuff is an untidy explosion, and it's getting on my nerves. So, add unpacking boxes to the list of things I do during the day. And did I mention he wants to try to go back to school this semester? Remember the three-four hours a night I said I got with him? Drop that to zero. Did I further mention that we want to get married in a year? Oh, yes, real relationship builder here. Let's have a job that works strange hours, not make an effort to do joint activities or help around the house. I can understand if he's starting to get tired when I get home - that does mark hour twelve of his day. But for the love of deities, he's off at 1:30!! There's a nice four-hour gap between him getting off and me getting home. He could do *something* useful. (oh, I'm sorry. today he ran the dishwasher during those four hours.) yeah, not feeling very worthwhile here. Friends are bored? By all means, they can come over and LAN at the drop of a hat, don't bother checking with the girl! Fiancee wants to spend some time at the jacuzzi at 8:30? Nope, time to get ready for bed. Which is an hour of some private time, a short shower, reading his email, and then reading a book until he relaxes. Girl comes home from a long day at work tired and hungry to the boy who loves to cook and has been home all afternoon? "Oh, I guess you want to eat. I ate already, you should probably make yourself something." Girl thinks they should spend some time unpacking? "I don't really know what goes where - I'm not good at unpacking." Sorry, just need to vent. I feel like an appliance that just can hang around the house and interact with him when he's not doing anything else. At least tonight he didn't leave the room and turn out the only light that was on while I still sat at my desk.
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