I love my husband dearly, really I do, but good god the man can drive me fucking insane sometimes.
He can never hear what I am saying. Ever. I have to repeat every thing, it drives me crazy. But let me whisper something he isn’t supposed to hear and all of sudden there is absolutely nothing wrong with his hearing.
Then, he gets so tense about things. Driving is a nightmare. Apparently every single solitary person on the road is an asshole who doesn’t know how to drive. We went to the airport today to fetch Rose. He does NOT do well at airports or hospitals. There is something about places like those that brings out the anal Sergeant-Major in him. And there is something about the anal Sergeant-Major in him that brings out the murderous husband killer in me.
I am not so sure about all this quality time together. I think some quality time apart sounds like a wonderful idea.
Is the holiday season over yet?