Here's some faggotry. I've got a long way to go that's for sure. This is definitely her cycle related as she's PMSing before shark week.

What happened:

We had gone to return some things from amazon to the ups store. I wasn't sure which box had which item so I removed tape and checked. All good and shipped the items. She had texted me telling me which boxes before I got back to the car but I didn'tsee the messages.

Told her I had to check (set myself up here) she started on about she texted me and thinking I would see the messages because I had my Samsung Watch. Told her nope it was charging but the packages got shipped. She goes off saying, "All that money and you never have your watch on. I'm here thinking you're gonna see the messages on that $500 watch that you had to get because I got one. After you already spent $800 earlier this year on your garage gym." (Returned hers and kept her fit bit because she liked it better. I liked my Samsung Watch better than my Fitbit Blaze.) Told her it wasn't a big deal just had to charge it. She continued on about I spend all our money. Those were my most recent big purchases. We're financially in an upswing and have savings. Not paycheck to paycheck. Bill's are always paid on time.

I STFU. She continues her attack calling me a jerk. Saying, "I wanted to have a good December." Recently wrote me a letter about wanting to work on things. Us. Christ. Our son growing up never questioning if his parents love each other Etc. She had placed little notes inside an advent calendar we bought for Christmas. Day 1 was a 10 second kiss and hug. Ok. I just told her it was a great idea and I look forward to opening them in December. She did put in an effort though but still. They're just words. Decided go open day 2 and discovered it was empty. She told me she had said she gave up on having a good December.

We're walking into Walmart because I needed a few more Christmas lights for outside and she continues to call me a jerk and that I'm ignoring her. I told her I wasn't wanting to fight in the store and it's not ok to talk to me like that. She stops and says, "Lets go. We're leaving."

Maybe my only positive moment but I kept walking and went to get the lights I needed. Before I would have driven back home. So I'll take my small win. Got what I needed she got the formula we needed for the baby.

I'm really trying to weather the storm. I don't think that I ramboed. I'm shit at being sarcastic and witty it just comes out as awkward. Maybe it was a rambo. I'll take this on the chin and keep going.

Question: Any suggestions on spotify workout music for my workout today?