A quick vent.

If I didn't know any better, I would swear to God that my husband is doing everything in his power to drive me insane. I'm seriously going crazy here. I don't know how much more of him I can take. It seems as if every day he gets whinier and needier. He needs to go back to work. If he doesn't go soon, I'm afraid I'm going to wind up in the poor house AND in the nut house.

And then what the hell would we do?!

(deep breath) I love the man, I really do. Its just that he has been home for over a month now. This is the most we've seen of each other in the entire 9 years we've been together. Him being here every single minute of every single day has been hard enough to get used to, but when we also haven't seen a paycheck in more than 4 weeks, things can get quite stressful.

(another deep breath) Supposedly, he is leaving for work on Tuesday. Wednesday at the latest. For the love of God, please let this be true. I might have to stab somebody if he doesn't go to work soon.

That is all.

PS: I really do love him.