So today was great with my husband. Or so I thought. We woke up laughing. Had a good time at DnD. We get home and I have to hop onto my computer in order to attend a college seminar online. That's when things went down hill. My husband picked up groceries and came home to start our breakfast and lunch meal prep. He didn't have the recipe for the lunch at the same time our internet went down in the middle of my seminar right when I needed to listen because I was not understanding and the teacher was explaining the part I wasn't getting. So internet goes down, husband comes asking where this recipe is,and all thos stress. So I get a little frustrated and am frantically trying to get our internet working at the same time trying to get him the recipe. Long story short thr recipe was not helpful and he starts getting mad at me because I am writing the steps down instead. He takes off all pissed off. Then I finish my seminar. It's now 6 pm. Hes now back I have to start dinner. I also know have to do our lunches and breakfasts. Even though I need to be in bed at 7:30 because I get up at 3 am. He comes in goes strait to bed. I get some things figured out. I go up to talk to him and he says hes done. Just done trying to make me happy. I asked him if he wanted me to leave and he said no. But at this point I want to. I just am so fucking tired and i just dont want to do this anymore. I'm stressed and tired and trying and i feel like he isn't. Sorry for the rant but i needed to get that out. Now 8 pm and I am still not done cooking for the week and have a bunch of homework I was not able to get to.