Husband is in the doghouse.
I put him there but, like most males, he probably doesn’t have a clue why. He’s currently sleeping the sleep of the dead while I’m sitting here, stewing in my resentment and letting the perceived hurt fuel my little dark cloud of doom.
That is why I am unable to write today. I could write all his wrongs - list every single one - but that would be a one-sided argument. the one-sided argument I’ve been having all night in my head. So read this about Batkid. It’s a much healthier, happier start to your day.
Now I’ve got to go wrap up and stretch. The cold shoulder can be a difficult move to implement and I don’t want to be hurting and resentful. That would be just stupid.
My name is ej. I'm a girl. I say that because with the short hair and the short initials, folks aren't always sure. More brilliant insights to who I am in About me