Ever want to scream but you but you try not to sink to that level. I have had that feeling many times. When my kids do something that makes me want to scream I count to five. I have left the room occasionally and I go ahead and scream.
When it is an adult it hat makes you want to is harder to do these things because you look crazy.
I know I have told you all in past posts that I would be honest with you. I normally do not complain about my husband. I have complained about many other things. In past posts I have only said wonderful things about him. Last night was not one of those times. Last night my wonderful husband was a butt. Yes a butt.
I wanted to scream at him. To argue with him. I took the high road and did not do those things. I did not want to say things that I cannot take back. He never believes me when I say things like I am going to divorce you. He thinks I would never do that because I love him.
For April Fool's Day I should type up some official looking documents and serve him with divorce papers. O.K. I would never do that because he would see right through that. Stupid knowledge of the law.
Anyway. Did I mention he is a butt?
I say butt because I gave up cursing a long time ago. You know the word I would like to say. I am too much of a lady for that word or at least I pretend to be.
Back to my tirade.
He is a butt. I say this with a slightly level head.
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