The, *cough*, SlaveMaster…
My husband is now self-employed… as many of you know. It’s often said that you will never work for a worse boss than yourself (or something to that effect, right Britt?) unfortunately, that’s not entirely accurate, because there is one worse boss than yourself… your husband.
Up until this point in our marriage the computer has been my domain. It’s not that my husband is, ahem, technologically challenged (although the jury is still out on that one) it’s more that he is unfamiliar with MY system. My little world, my sanctuary…
He’s invading MY SANCTUARY… my sanctuary is TAINTED… it has MAN COOTIES and no amount of disinfectant will rid my SANCTUARY of MAN COOTIES!!!!!!!!!
*cold sweats, shakes, and nervous tics ensue*
*followed by long, slow, deliberate breaths*
Ok, I’m better now.
At first (last week) it was great, I loved having him here, he took parenting pressure off. We take turns chauffering the boy to cross country training. He gets to spend more time with the demon, two year old. It was cute, he’d tease me about “getting a write up” and *insert eyebrow wiggle* “needing to work off that write up.” And, yes… there is one thing better than make up sex.
Then I noticed, every time I sat down he was there, peeking over my shoulder, asking me what I was doing. He’s not rude about it, he’s sweet and inquisitive. It’s just that he’s THERE and instead of being on the phone with me from the office… THIS IS NOW THE OFFICE.
My morning routine has been interrupted. So I get up earlier, before the SlaveMaster, I go downstairs and I slip into my sanctuary like some sort of blogging ninja. That’s right, I’m stealth blogger… I make coffee and I attempt to find my place in this confused, shaken not stirred, new world that has been thrust upon me.
Don’t get me wrong, he busts his ass big time. In fact, he’s out today doing inspections and shmoozing now and future clients. Busy, busy, busy… and thank God, out of the house and subsequently, my hair as well.
I love that man, dearly. I respect him and I admire his work ethic. God knows there isn’t anything he wouldn’t do for this family. But, if he leans over my shoulder ONE MORE TIME when I am doing MY PERSONAL (aka blogging, visiting my blogbuds, etc.) THING… God will be the ONLY one who will be able to help him.
We’re getting another computer. But, if Dell doesn’t hurry up and send it out… well, let’s just say that by the time it gets here the delivery dude is going to be shocked as hell to find that the man answering the door has a spare keyboard sticking out of his rear end.
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August 8, 2006 @ 11:04 am
Haha … if my husband worked at home we’d both be dead within two weeks. AND he has his OWN laptop, no less.
August 8, 2006 @ 11:07 am
MrsFortune Ahhh, so then you understand where I’m coming from. ;)
August 8, 2006 @ 11:13 am
Oh I feelya girl. I ripped hubby’s head off last week when he was reading blogs over my shoulder. something about it is just so… INVASIVE!
And when you’ve had “your thing” for so long - it’s a little difficult to make the switch to “our” thing. They don’t get that just becaue you don’t have anything to hide, doesn’t mean you don’t want some SPACE!
August 8, 2006 @ 2:04 pm
Oh my God. I hope it’s not the same type of Dell computer that we’ve been waiting eons for delivery on! My husband has phoned, emailed and all but stalked the customer service department at their homes and he can’t get an answer on when it’s coming. I’m not very computer saavy when it comes to hardware (my computer is beige and that’s all I know about it), but it’s one with a processor or chip that’s new to the market.
Actually, one of the main reasons I work out of the home is so I can have a computer all to myself. It’s the only real benefit of showing up here five days a week :)
August 8, 2006 @ 2:17 pm
Breath in, breath out. In with the good, out with the bad. Dell will come thru for you, and the universe will all be right again.
August 9, 2006 @ 6:46 am
It drives me nuts too when someone (kids or husband) peeks at my screen to see what I’m doing. I have started blog surfing in the bathroom.
August 9, 2006 @ 1:11 pm
Now you know why I get up at 5 AM *snicker*
I hear ya. I go quietly insane when I habe anyone in the family “hovering” glancing over, asking what I’m doing, asking, watching, asking….. AAAARGH!!!!!
Sorry. I’m better now. LOL
Hang in there. Breathe. Set the alarm LOL
August 9, 2006 @ 6:36 pm
*chuckle* AMEN! It took me a long time to get used to having The Hotness around 24/7…luckily he stays self amused most of the time. Now if I could just get him to quit playing Minesweeper all the time…the non-stop click of the mouse drives me battty!
August 24, 2006 @ 10:08 am
Dear Amy,
It is great to hear you have a new Dell on the way. If you and have still not received your system and have questions of your system’s estimated ship date, I am happy to help. If you would like to provide feedback about your experience please feel free to contact me directly.
Thank you,
Debbie
Dell Customer Advocate
Email: Customer_Advocate@Dell.Com
August 31, 2006 @ 7:27 am
I recently went as far as creating an office humor satire website to deal with the frustration of work. I think I also need to do one for home as well :)
The office Humor.com