A No Good, Very Bad Post

I hate my husband when he gets into his moods. Those moods where I can do nothing right. I'm sitting in my car in a church parking lot right now because it's better than sitting home with him. 

Just once I would love it if he would be able to suppress this part of himself. Just once. I know now that he is incapable of it, but sometimes I am just too tired to be the bigger person. 

So I am sitting in my car.  I am tired, my back hurts, my head hurts and I have 3 more hours of human interaction before I can go home and bury my face in my pillow.  

I hate him when he's like this. I hate my life when he's like this.  But life goes on, doesn't it?   So tired......  Just tired.