My husband is the biggest crab ever. Well, at least today he is. He’s been miserable all day long since he pretty much got up out of bed.
At dinnertime, the eggs got stuck to the pan, so he yelled at them and them proceeded to throw the pan at me. Luckily, I’ve got the reflexes of a cat and dodged it. It was a cast iron pan too, so it could have really done some damage. To be honest, I’m not sure if he would have cared or not.
Then Abby was being her usual chatty, fidgety self and he gave her a time out for bugging him. I felt so powerless, because if I’d have said anything he’d just yell at me too.
He’s just gone off to work and I’m so thankful, because I’ve been walking on eggshells all day with him being such a miserable grouch. I think he’s the bipolar one in the relationship because I’m never quite sure when he’s going to explode.
Relationships are hard :( I’m on a diet and all I want to do this evening is eat a bucket of fried chicken and drink lots of beer :(
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