Not a good week...

And I don't know why...it was a regular week, work is work, had carpool Buddy for 4 of the 5 days, no pressing deadlines, no bosses to worry about...

Is it because I'm bored out of my freaking gourd??

Is it because I had an interview yesterday out of the dozen or so applications I've put in and it's a job that would offer no challenge or growth potential what-so-ever??

Is it because when I get in a room with my company management I suddenly have idiotic poop-spew of the mouth??

Is it because in a fit of - chill - before said interview I took an evening yoga class - only to have my idiot husband complain - because I was gone too long?

Doesn't matter if he had read the email or listened to the phone conversation all the information was presented to him - I swear I'm going to start making flash cards.  Maybe if I keep it to under 4 fours per card he might catch a clue.   Not counting on it.

Speaking of my darling life-mate -- will someone PLEASE try and explain to me what the heck is the major issue -- let me 'splain.  Wednesday, I asked darling husband if he minded if I took an evening yoga class.  He comes back with why don't you use the gym your paid for... I did, I do probably a WHOLE lot more than your fancy gym, next to your office, which is a 15-20 minute commute - ANY way... I said I did listed dates and times, and said if there are no objections I want to relax before said interview Thursday morning.

Wednesday afternoon, I am home regular time, I walk the dog, I clean the kitchen, I prep for dinner, I cook and eat my dinner, THEN his royal highness decided to come home.  I made his dinner, put it in the oven and said I'll be back about 9 -ish (90 minute class plus travel time).   I leave, I go to class, I liked it, I fill my gas tank, I get home at 9:25 - I am greeted at the door with "Where the F have you been?"

I look at Captain Crankypants - realize that class was just wasted and sigh, "Yoga class - remember?"

His pithy come back was "for 2 hours?"

I then methodically gave him the time line, I left at 7 PM it's a 15-20 minute drive to the yoga place, I gave myself a few extra minutes due to ending of rush hour traffic... the class began at 7:30 PM, it lasted 90 minutes, you roll up your yoga mat, you put extra stuff away, you get in your car and drive the same 15 minutes home, I stopped for gas, and came home.  Would you like to see the receipt???

Having no comeback for the facts as presented, he went back to what he was doing, watching cars on TV and putzing on his computer.  I loved the dog, made my lunch and sat down stairs on the couch wondering how the F he missed me??  Especially considering he didn't acknowledge my presence the entire 20 minutes I sat there...

Where am I missing the major issue in my husband's life?

I want to come home, and have dinner ready for me.  I want to put my dirty dishes in the sink, and have them magically appear clean the next time I need them.  I want my dirty clothes to magically appear clean and folded in the basket each week. 

Well  I've had that but I've had to had body parts removed, and chemotherapy for that to occur... no thanks.

I'm off to watch the clock move until I can leave work today...