Whomever said men don’t get PMS is a damn liar! Ever since Aunt Flo packed her bags so I could bake this little person, Uncle Jerko has been coming to visit.
We were doomed from the turn of midnight and I knew it. It all started with the usual grizzly bear snores coming from my husband followed by me urging him to use his CPAP. (he has sleep apnea). Which is then followed by him getting angry because he hates using it. After 15 minutes of back and forth..
me: (KICK)
him: “what?”
me: “you’re snoring”
him: “no, I’m not”
him: (SNORE SNORE SNORE)
cycle repeats…
… he finally storms off to the couch.
Fast forward to about 11am. He comes home from working overtime from a mandatory court appearance and we spend 20 minutes bickering over what to eat for lunch. Same thing happens for dinner…guess what we’re eating. Me: TV dinner Son: Hot Pocket Daughter: Hot dogs and diced peaches DH: nadda. Fine with me!
So now we’re in separate rooms not talking. Go home Uncle Jerko!
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OH OH OH!!! Been there, done that! It sucks but as soon as he wants something he’ll be nice! Good luck! lol
LMAO!!!! Times like those im glad we have a spare room.
trisha