My husband - the guy that waves to everyone that drives by. My husband- the one who married a LOUD person and she raised LOUD kids and he wants us to "BE QUITE" so we don't bother the neighbors. My husband - nice to everyone. My husband - who is trying to get everyone to stop cussing. My husband - LOST HIS SHIT!!
My husband has Wednesdays and Thursdays off. On Tuesday we kept calling each other and both saying that we wanted to spend some time together, so I moved my day around so I could have time him JUST HIM!!! We wake up Wednesday morning and he says "I think I should go into work for a couple of hours, I'm so behind on everything"
I'm a little pissed because I moved my day around, but I could tell he was stressed and really what fun would it be hanging out with the stressed guy??? I said "fine, go to work, I'm going to need your help tomorrow morning (Thursday) at the store (we own a home decor store)"
He says "fine, I have NO plans tomorrow."
We go our separate ways and meet back later in the afternoon, he is cranky and I'm always a bitch so when that mix is going on it's better if I just stay away from him - because we fight over STUPID STUPID STUPID SHIT!!!! So I hear him outside and he yells "SHIT" I come to the window "what's wrong with you?"
"can you come out here so we can talk."
In my mind I'm thinking "WHAT NOW!!!" but I say "what's wrong??"
he says "this realtor has to meet me tomorrow morning"
I look at him and say "NO!!!" I think the FUCKING END... the answer is NO
he says "I cant say NO, they want to buy and she is going out of town....." and I hear nothing else but BLAH....BLAH.....BLAG DEE FUCKING BLAH!!!
I turn and walk back into the house and he knows I'm pissed. He yells "COME HERE"
"NOPE, you said you would help me in the morning"
I walk in and start looking at my magazine thinking - I can get the store ready- I don't need him.
He says "I will get up and back ASAP"
me - "Whatever"
so we get over it, well I get over it - have dinner go to bed.
In the morning Dave is running around trying to get ready for work and so am I - but I'm really not helping him because I have to go to work also- and I'm still kind-of mad.
he comes running up to me "kiss me I have to go" I give him a kiss and say "BYE"
the window is open in the office and I'm going over my emails, I hear a weird noise outside and I see Dave get out of his car and go to the passenger side of his car and I look and the tire is FLAT. I hear him yell out "FUCK"
I go outside - he looks at me and says "I need your car, can I take your car and you can get a ride with Kim?"
I say "Nope, I need my car, and I'm not putting Kim out."
he HUFFS at me "are you fucking kidding me" turn around goes to his car and starts taking everything out - and then he gets into another rage of madness and throws one of the things out of his car "FUCK" and this is when it gets good......
He then goes into the garage and grabs the bicycle pump and starts pumping his tire - I'm no genius but isn't that going to take awhile and he is out there pumping away - like a crazy 6'3" 220 pound guy would do - just loosing his mind cussing up a STORM- the kids across from us are now out - and I'm watching from my window laughing my ASS off - he looks up and he is a crazy man MAD....so I say to him "just take my car you crazy ass"
he then takes the bicycle pump and chucks it into the yard.
Me- still laughing
he comes in like I'm giving him the golden ticket when I hand him the keys. I says "wish I would've gotten a picture of you pumping the tire up with a bicycle pump"
Dave-"thats not funny"
Me- "have a GREAT DAY!!!"
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