I suggested to my husband tonight that we go out to eat breakfast tomorrow. He said “sure as long as you don’t take hella fucking long to get ready like last time”. The “time” he was talking about was last Sunday and I didn’t get ready.. I put on clothes and went to brush my hair. He started to doing laundry and folding clothes and then got in a pissy mood and I wasn’t about to go to breakfast with him acting like that so we didn’t end up going. I’m irritated and don’t even wanna go to breakfast tomorrow. Also, my daughter shit in the bathtub and peed on my leg tonight… I’m not having the best night.