Today, my husband and I are having an "off" day. I woke up loathing him. Where did this hatred come from? Perhaps from the socks that were left on the floor last night, or the dishes in the sink, or the cup of tea that he left on the window sill. Maybe because he brought our 2-year-old into bed last night and then we didn’t talk or snuggle or kiss. Or MAYBE because he’s been so lazy the past 2 days and he hasn’t even showered. Maybe because he told me yesterday that he makes better rice than I do. What the hell? My marriage is a buzz kill some days.
Girl number one
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