Irritated
Sitting at the dentist office waiting for Thomas to get his fillings. He drove, I hate not being in control but he did a good job. I'm irritated because I called the house to ask Tom to start dinner, he's tired and had planned on taking a nap. Ok fine, take a nap that just means dinner will be later rather than sooner. But don't get pissy with me because you "didn't know" about the appointment. I call b.s. So now I'm irritated. I swear he doesn't listen to me. He claims I don't tell him stuff but I really think he only half listens.