I ironed his shirt. I made his tea. No thanks. Once in a while, he thanks me but I'm used to him not thanking me. But I'll do whatever it takes to get him out of here and away from me and the kids as early as possible.
This morning I even listened with a look of interest to his boring stories about the terrible things going wrong at work. Got to keep this guy going to work.
Then I made my fatal error.
I asked him if the clothes on his shelf were dirty. I was going to wash them for him. He bit my head off telling me he didnt have time for my question. Was quite painful!
Then I lost my temper and said bad things. But nothing new. LOL. Now we are at a peacable distance and will of course be recovered by the time he gets home.
