DH is getting deployed, and is leaving Thursday morning. He's got to be at the armory by 0730. I made dinner, and then realized that he had stirred the pasta with the tater-tot spatula, and there were all sorts of tater tot bits in the pasta. My kids are really picky, and tend to throw tantrums if their food touches, or if there's weird stuff in it... I managed to disguise it by shoveling shaky cheese on the kids pasta, but still.... and then he was saying how grumpy I was all of a sudden, and why was I so upset. I am furious at him for everything.. painting the windowsill without taking my new curtains down (paint smears all over the backs of them), yelling at me for leaving something in the car, never picking up his laundry, giving the kids cupcakes before dinner, and HELLO? Leaving!!!! so I am upstairs sort of crying, trying not to just go to bed, on the second to last night he has left at home. I should be making the most of it, but all I want to do is cry and feel sorry for myself. probably some PMS going on too... if I'm going to be completely honest.... stupid, stupid world sometimes. and now my nose is runny. gross.