I am a nasty, hormonal mess tonight. Most of my anger is directed at my husband, which I know is unfair... I'm just so frustrated. He had the day off of work and tried to be helpful. He patched drywall in the nursery so we can paint this week, but left chunks thay will need to be electrically sanded off. He also did laundry, but left a pile of clean (now wrinkly) clothes on the bed and over-filled the washer. I know he thought he was doing a good job but I keep getting hung up on how much extra work he made for me.