Which is unusual for him. But all last night and this morning he's been a colossal dick. I've no idea what crawled up his ass and died but he needs to extract it soon or I'll do it for him. :@
Hell if I know. My thought is he's pissed because he's had to pick up the slack with B while I take care of Lucky? Which is jackass-y anyway cause that's just how it's going to work for the next 2 weeks, one way or the other. B is too rambunctious to be around Lucky right now.
Um, I must commiserate. I'm sorry you're dealing with the horrible husband's head up his ass disease, too. I also have no idea what my husband's problem is (actually I do, but he would never verbalize it - it's lack of sex due to my period and traveling). But I'm not in the mood to help him with this extraction, I'm in the mood to shove it further up his ass and piss him off. MATURE.
In fact, on a google doc my husband shared with me last night, I erased everything (it was a to do list/priorities for projects) and put "remove your head from your ass" after he went to bed. I also put that it would take 3,000,000 days and it was the #1 priority.*
*I was just filling out the things he asked me to do!!!
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