pouting
Oh good lord the pouting. I feel like I am trapped in a really bad remake of Groundhog Day. We just go over the same stuff over and over and over and DH wonders why I am counting the days until we can end this pathetic excuse for a marriage. DH is overweight but has junk food, pop and candy hidden in his dresser drawers. He gets headaches from an outdated glasses prescription and won't make an appointment to get new ones OR let me make it despite there being an eye place that takes our insurance, is open on Saturdays AND is blocks from our house.
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