But she did, and it scared me.
I think she has some pent-up frustration that she wanted to vent and distribute to me.
But the bottom line is that she just suddenly clicked.
Like a switch flicked on in her head and she exploded into a fiery fit of rage that dwarves The Hulk.
Cursing, telling me I dont respect her, telling me I didnt complete my tasks, and am so minimal in the household.
And then when I got home, she was fine.
Just, said hi, told me what I needed to accomplish tomorrow, and went to sleep.
Da Fuuuuuuuck?
On the bright side, I am bringing lunch to my darling tomorrow.
She has no idea what she's getting, either.
But oh will she like it.
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