I have never ever ever gone to bed mad at my husband in the last 12 years but by all that is holy I am going to bed mad tonight and maybe even the next night. So we are talking about again changing all our plans. Moving back into town, getting rid of my sweet chickens, putting the kids back in public school, finding child care for the youner 2, me getting a full time job. Essentially changing all our goals we have held for the last 12 years. So I am a bit upset and worried that this will be a permanent thing since once we put a plan in place it has always been more permanent than temporary. We might say its temporary but 12 years later... Anywho so I am trying to say that and he keeps telling me what I really mean. What I am really saying. Telling me that I am wrong about what I think I am trying to say. Like he knows what I am thinking better than I do. So he said I am not twisting what you say, I am listening. I said " yea your doing a wonderful job at listening" sarcastic of course. So he hangs up. I am the bad guy for trying to tell him what my issue is and then not accepting his interpretation of what I really think. I know my mind. I know what I mean and he was not listening. I hang up on him and its a major offense. Well baby the shoe is on the foot. I love him dearly but I am angry. He can sleep at work for all I care and he can stay there until he decides to listen instead of telling me what I think. So steamed. Sorry I have to rant. So mad.