Honey, I Love You To Bits, But......

It seems that with Hubby and Little R both home all the time lately, the only time I can post a blog entry in peace is either like 5 a.m before they are up, or 2 a.m after they've gone to bed. Between those two and the two dogs, I don't get a minute of peace. It's starting to get to me. I'm thinking it was a bit of a brain fart setting up the second computer right here next to mine. Who knew Hubby was going to be off work for months and months and months, and decide he liked spending all day on the computer too? What's kind of funny too is, he used to accuse me of spending too much time on the computer! Here I am, I do get up and walk away from it, to go about life. It may be on all the time, it may even be connected to the internet all the time, but that doesn't mean I am sitting in front of it all the time. I mean, someone has to feed the dogs. I do have to eat and sleep and stuff too. But him? He goes from the bed to the computer and back to bed, with the ocassional pitstop through the kitchen for food and a lounge on the couch to watch TV while he eats. He's doing some lame search on a painting and God forbid you try to converse with him or anything. The kid has homework to do, oh well, that can wait. He's doing EXACTLY what he has always accused me of. The difference? I do get up and walk away, who the hell else does he think does the laundry, the dishes, feeding the dogs, taking the garbage out, etc. How does he think the kid gets her homework done? Gawd. Go back to work already. I'm losing it.