Where'd he go?
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
We got home late tonight and had a dinner of soup and salad. DH finished his dinner first and went to goof off on the computer. I finished a little bit later and took my plate to the sink. The sink was full of dirty dishes, so I thought I'd better do them. A sink full of dishes makes it pretty hard to get coffee ready in the morning. So I finished with the dishes and asked my husband a question. No response, so I asked again. Still no response. I went into the living room and found all the lights turned off, the TV off, and the computer off. Huh? Where'd he go?
He's upstairs, snoring away.
On the one hand I'm kinda hurt that he went to bed without at least saying goodnight. On the other hand I understand that he was up before dawn, worked a 12 hour day, and then helped me cook dinner. I know intellectually that he's tired, but man, it bugs me when he does that!
I've been super emotional since I fell that day so I really want to cry, but I know it's ridiculous to be this upset over something so minor. *sigh* It's late, I should head to bed myself.