I’m so upset. I don’t cook dinner very often. At least every 2-3 months. So I thought I’d cook dinner tonight. Nothing too fancy. Spaghetti. My husband was out mowing and he likes to eat his dinner hot. I went out to the side yard and said dinners ready.
He stopped and said “Fu*k!” and waved around at the yard. Neighbors are outside and he continues his tirade with G** damn it, son of a bit*h, fu*king sh*t.
It hurts my feelings and I went inside.
He always gets so angry over the dumbest stuff. He’s a jerk.