I swear my husband needs to get back handed. I'm 20 weeks with our second daughter. I work and do just about every thing in the damn house other the yard work. So yes I'm tried as hell. But the past two days he just keep yelling at me about his God damn missing work pants. Mother fu@#er I DNT know where the hell your pants go after I wash them and put them away! He waits til we get up at 5 in the morning to bring it up. Shit if it where that big a deal start yelling as soon as I get home. But that's not the point, the point is I don't know where the hell HE put HIS damn pants.

Thank you for letting me vent. I get so pissed so fast now.😕😠😠😵😲