SHARING WARS

Does being married, being in a family mean you have

to share everything with the ones you live with?

To always lovingly give all that you have for the betterment

of the health of the family,

I am here to tell you NO!

There are some things that are meant to be shared

if the person who borrows picks it up afterwards.

There are other things that you should not have to share at all.

Okay now let me explain.

Baby girl and HOBL think that everything in the

house is community property.

Now I don't want to sound selfish but

yep, in some areas I am selfish.

I am in the shower, I keep all I need for grooming

purposes in my shower rack.

So I am wet, warm, and my eyes are closed because

I am ready to wash my hair.

I feel around, can't find that familiar feel of the

shampoo bottle...

Why? Because baby girl decided that she likes my shampoo.

Not because it has extra conditioners or smells good

but because it is free and available...

Washing your hair with Dial soap is just not the same.

Now, getting over this, I decide maybe while I am here

I should shave these old legs of mine.

Smartly I look to see my trusty orange Bic throw away

is there. So I lather up them legs all ready to go...

But the Bic is full of thick black stubble...

It just won't run across my legs.

HOBL decided to use it to shave his face

and put it back where it belongs.

So the legs aren't shaved and the hair smells like

pink Dove....

I get out the shower, trying to get over the fact

that I have nothing that belongs to me.

Coming to brush my teeth,

thankfully my toothbrush is there

but who in the heck borrowed my toothpaste?

Well, I know exactly where to look,

in HOBL's grooming bag of course.

This is just one example, there are many others.

Like coming back from church on Sunday morning

to see the Man of my life lying on the sofa with

one leg up like a GQ model sporting

my favorite Pajama bottom.

Why, you question would such a manly man

have on my black plaid pajama bottoms,

not because he is comfortable with his feminine side

which, by the way, he is...

but because he has to wash his clothes all at one time

and when he does this nothing else that he owns can

get dirty hence he wears my clothes so his is all clean

at one time. Now this site makes me laugh but come on,

can't I have anything that belongs to me?

The biggest pet peeve I have is what I call the

COMPUTER WARS

Baby girl was the first to get her Apple laptop.

I fell in love with it and borrowed it sometimes

but she had a fit every time I borrowed it because

"You have your own PC, why are you always using mines?"

I could have gone into a long conversation about

how everything I own becomes hers but instead

I break down and buy my own Apple laptop.

Then HOBL found out the wonderful things of wireless

internet and being able to lay anywhere and play.

Why I feel like an Apple is now the only way to go.

I knew I was in trouble with sharing my computer

when I noticed him putting the old PC in the attic.

However, I am not so selfish that I would not share my

laptop.... So what did I do?

Well for his birthday I also bought him his own

Apple Laptop, better than both mines

and Baby girls with all the latest features,

light-up keyboard and all,

I must admit I was just a little bit jealous,

but you know, now I can have my own computer.

Why did we need three expensive laptops in one home?

Isn't this just a little extravagant for a family that

prides themselves on their frugal (cough, cough cheap)

ways? Well, when HOBL uses a computer,

he can't leave it up and running.

He has this fear that if her leaves anything logged on to

his name some hacker will get into his "stuff"

and steal everything.

So if he uses your computer, all your sign-ins,

all your passwords, all your histories are gone and

you have to relog into everything....

this drives me crazy!!! I leave everything

up on my computer, but why should it matter right?

Why should it be a war now that everyone has their own right?

Well all too often I come home from TES only to find

that one of those darn people I love has been on my computer.

They still sometimes would prefer using MY COMPUTER

rather than theirs and I can't explain why.

I have asked nicely, I have begged, I have fussed,

Shoot I have yanked my own computer right out of

HOBL's lap to stop this habit from forming.

Now it has come to the point that I actually have to HIDE

my laptop. Yes, just like a child hiding her favorite toy,

I HIDE it. The problem with that became that

then it was a game to see if HOBL could find it and use it,

bragging when I return from work saying,

"Guess what I found today?" in a sing-song voice.

Yep, he uses his free time hunting and using my laptop rather

than take his out of its protective casing and use his own.

Which has made this thing a COMPUTER WAR.

The bad thing about that is that I have used so many

hiding places only to be found, that I have

myself even forgot where I have hidden my Apple.

I lost it for two day last week....

They say an APPLE a day keeps the doctor away,

but I am telling you if these people don't leave

my APPLE alone someone is going to be sick!!!!!!!