I actually slept last night so why am I so tired? I am sitting here in the basement working at home on a Friday - all good. Bob is at the dining room table working on his couple of hours on Friday. I have ear buds in and life is groovy - until something has set off my darling husband and the banging of chairs and stomping over my head has begun.
My thoughts... it must be exhausting to be him. It used to take a lot to upset me at work like that - now it really doesn't. I get more frustrated with myself than anything else. But I stupidly went upstairs really had to go... and didn't say a word, I took care of business, got a glass of water, gave the dog a cookie and she smartly followed me back down stairs.
The stomping has stopped, but the muttering was on going as I made my way downstairs... I shut the door and put ear buds in. Oh I still hear the chair pounding and stomping but at least the muttering will be minimized.
Apparently "we" are still in a snit... of course 10 minutes into a meeting he's yelling downstairs - "I'm in a meeting!!" now if the situations were reverse - oh the wailing and gnashing of teeth that would occur... but I digress... so meeting done, he's away from his laptop -- I call and he asked me for -- wait for it -- a stamp.
I asked you couldn't wait for me to come upstairs to ask for a stamp?? He said he wanted to catch the mailman... now our regular guy has been out for a while so we've been getting mail at like 4PM and he knows this and gets all cranky when I mentioned that there was a mail box 2 blocks away, another a 2 minute drive - and I said I would take it because I have to swing by the library and return my books today... and he gets bitchy because he said how the heck he would know that I was going to the library. That is not the crux of the argument - it is you needed something right at this minute and regardless of what I am doing - you needed it and that was the most important thing. Like a 4 year old.
Heavens that is depressing -- but I've known that forever - I just keep it in the back of my mind and something when stomping and chair slamming starts again it comes roaring back again... *sigh*
We both got home early last night - me because he wasn't sure he would get home in time to pick up the pupper from Doggie Day care, he did. We went together, and as I was pulling into the garage -- and I decided I wanted ice cream - so down the road we went and got sundaes before dinner! It was nice and fun... happiness! Bob was discussing (yesterday) how happy he was with his schedule. And see the flames of slamming this morning... I started to say lol... but more... womp womp...
All right -- back to work and avoiding Capt Crankypants. Yeah we're back to that beloved title. All though we do see the Captain less and less so we'll take the wins when we can get them.
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