Hammer time!

I wanted to get this out before the kids got home. It's hard to think when they're hovering and waiting for me to unass myself from the computer chair.

The past two days have been very peaceful. Inside and out. I know why but it pains me to say it outloud.

My husband of 23 years has been out of town. I've had the bed to myself, the window open to let in the cool night air that he hates, and I've enjoyed every nanosecond of it!

He'll be home some time this evening and I can feel myself tensing already.

You know, we get along fine but we've gotten to the point where we have very little in common any more. I grew up and he didn't. He resents me for that like it's all my fault. What an ass.

I did have an opportunity to assuage my guilt a bit this morning by hammer-smashing a porno DVD that he left in plain site of the kids before he left.

Yep, that felt good.

Didn't even bother me one little bit that the asshat he borrowed it from had written his name on the thing in black marker. Guess he won't be lending my husband any more 'Barely Legal' DVD's, huh?

I'm already looking forward to Friday. He'll be leaving for the weekend. There IS a God!