So I get home from 3rd shift at 9am.... do the dishes, clean the apartment...and go to bed. I wake up and ask what she wants for dinner. I go out and pick up some food and we eat. She then lays on the couch after dinner. I sit down next to her and try to give her a hug. She says "don't lay on me my stomach hurts" Ok...fair enough, she just ate. So I just sit there and now its "get your feet off me". I decide enough is enough and go to the den and browse the net for a bit. We were supposed to see a movie at 9:30 that she wanted to see. So at 9pm I gently rub her side and say "are we still going to the movie or not?" Then I get lashed at for waking her up and yelling at her about the movie.
I only have one thing to say.... WTF!













