Where do I even start? That was one of the worst weekends I’ve had in quite a while. Just the highlights:
-waking up in panic to an explosion outside the window at 1am Saturday night, turned out to be teenagers and probably an M80 firecracker.
-my husband spending over $100 above what we agreed on for tools to work on his cars.
-a nasty migraine and imitrex that made me so sick I should have just flushed the rest of the bottle.
-a 3 hour argument with my husband where I felt like he did nothing but criticize and attack me. And keep me up until 1am on a Sunday night. This warrants a post of it’s own so it will get one later today.
I’ve never been so glad to see Monday. I’m glad we’re off on Wednesday for the holiday but I can’t say I’m looking forward to it one bit right now.