And as normal as I s’pose that may be- I still feel guilty!
This morning I was so angry with him by the time we left the house I was grinding my teeth! He’s either ignoring me- or he’s snapping at me like I’m some serf! Stomping around, he doesn’t even try to be remotely polite. He has these little hissy fits if I so much as glance in his direction. It’s simply exasperating! I am so tired by 8am that I just about want to break down and just call in fake-sick and spend the day in bed ignoring everyone and everything!!
Right now- I cannot WAIT till he moves out… and- I think- neither can he… ROTFLMAO!!!
There Is Never An Excuse
One in three is not a statistic - one in three is a crying shame.