I'm so sick of my husband. I can't get my license, so he has to take me grocery shopping. He has an attitude about it, but then when we have no groceries because he won't Akeem, he bitches. This morning we wanted to go out to breakfast. He lost his keys (it's a daily occurrence) and he decided he would make breakfast. He made wraps with cheese (I don't eat cheese, I would think he'd know that after five years) so I said I was all set. So his response "Fine, go get back to work." (We have a small farm). I'm the one waking up at 6:30 on WEEKENDS to take care of the animals (4:30 week days to wake him up) , so by then I had already been working two hours before he woke up.