Dammit

Husband gets pissed off at me today. How rare. I fell asleep in the car when we were driving somewhere. Oh, gee, sorry. Like he never does!? That is not the point. Anyway....

He is all pissy and I keep asking him, "What's wrong?" Of course, I have to ask him several times until it comes spewing out of him. And it is not just the reason he is angry, it is everything that is upsetting him from a week ago until now. Great tactics, eh? MF-er...

Well, I knocked his dick in the dirt and then he has to defend his manhood and I don't even want to hear it. Whatever, Clown. I'm done with you. I told him to do me a favor and LEAVE.

Eventually, after many tears (on my part) and me hosing him down, we reconciled. I was finally able to talk to him about my surgery. Apparently, he has been against it all along, but has not bothered to share his feelings because he knows I am going to do what I want to do anyway.

Now we know where we stand (for the moment). Let's see what tomorrow brings.