Dearest Husband
Dearest Husband,
Yes, I realize I have pms. In fact, I’m probably more cognizant of the fact than you are. So let me inform you that the snippy little comments and patronizing attitude are not helping. And lest you forget, this past month has been most stressful. Your mother has been hospitalized and they threatened to amputate her leg above the knee. My godfather is currently hospitalized. They need to put in a feeding tube but cannot because he has yet another infection. I have come down with a mother of a cold that is just wearing me right down. While our child is doing so much better in school this year, he is having plenty of issues at latchkey. And speaking of latchkey, my new job has been the cause of much stress. It is also the reason why I am on my 30th straight day of working. Yes, I only work about 5 hours a day compared to your 8.5. But I never, ever have a day off. One day a week, I get to "sleep in" until 6 am. Otherwise, I am up between 4 and 5 each morning. And though I know you think I am just laying on the couch doing nothing on my break between latchkey shifts, I am not. I am running loads of laundry to the laundry mat, going grocery shopping, meetings and other priorities that I have for latchkey, getting things prepared for dinner, etc. The weekends are no better. There seems to always be something going on.
So forgive me if I seem a little tired and crabby. And please think before you open your mouth next time.
Your loving wife
p.s. If I have to hear you complain about not getting enough sex one more time, I will be sorely tempted to knock your teeth out.
