You're sick of hearing the dogs bark. I take too long in the shower. We're always in your way. I don't load the dishwasher right. I shouldn't run the dishwasher and washing machine at the same time. I have too many cups. I left a soda can on my table. There's a never ending list of things I do wrong, or that you just don't like.
My life would be easier if I were alone. Not financially, because this economy is a joke, but otherwise there would be peace in my home at least.
You though? You'd have to buy your own clothes and shoes. Do your own laundry. Fix your own meals. Buy your own groceries. Pay for your own cell phone, internet, electric, water. Manage your own emotions.
I didn't feel well yesterday, and I appreciate you bringing me breakfast. But then you were out of clean socks. You were out of chips. You didn't have anymore energy drinks. So I did laundry, I had a few groceries delivered. You asked what was for dinner, and you wanted pizza. So I got pizza, even though I did not want it.
I keep an inhaler on the shelf in the headboard, I was half asleep and I guess I needed to take it from you to put back on the shelf. I didn't, so you threw it. And then acted like you were doing me a favor by getting up to get it.
I'm just so f'ing tired.
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