... everything starts to fall to crap. Loghead has been incredibly cranky the last 3 days. Sunday afternoon, he added a computer work station into Princess's bedroom, since she's away at college. he's pretty much been there every waking hour he is home since. Each night, I pretty much leave him alone, but I can hear the boys going in and out, bugging him. Both nights, I've gone in to tell him I was going to bed, and to give him a good night kiss, and he's bit my head off for interupting!

Poo on that! Whatever. Anyway, I try to be more respectful (knowing I haven't done anything wrong, but knowing he's stressed by his new job and getting things back in order after being out of work for 9 months), so I tonight, I knock on the door and ask for 2 minutes of his time. I proceed to share with him information I received today about Princess, and again he blows up at me.

Yea, right. I forgot. I'm not supposed to show concern for the skid that I spent the last 12 years raising.

Screw that.

Ladies and Gentlemen, it;s been over a month since our last date night. I swear, since we started date night last March, I can honestly see this pattern. After 5 weeks, we both get REALLY cranky with one another. We crave adult time together, outside of our house. But he hates to admit, so then he tries to drag it out another week, until he really gets fed up and wants to throw in the towel, trying to blame me for every little thing... And then usually, I get overly cranky too...

But now that I see the pattern, I am working REALLY hard not to let it get to me. I just throw myself in my reading or my exercise plan. I figure if he wants to stay mad, he can grow up and figure it out. I'll just work on getting skinny!

But, damn, it's annoying. I hate feeling like the only grown up in the house.