My kitchen is poorly set-up and my DH is going through his terrible-twos. He has suddenly decided that he does not like 1/2 of the meals that I usually make. There are only so many times that I can eat burgers, brats and italian sausages in a week. I get home from work and THEN he decides what we have for supper. By the time I defrost stuff and get supper made - he complains that we eat too late.
Sorry - off my rant. For some reason this has been a hard week for me.
If it makes you feel better, I am moving this week. A lot of stress going on here too.