I've been suffering through a huge depression for the past week. Money situations again. It just never seems to stop. But because of it, I've been such complete bear to my husband. And he's putting up with it like a champ. Tonight was the worst. Aside from money, I also have family things I'm not liking. And then I went into the bedroom to change into pajamas and get ready for sleep and discovered that one of the cats puked on my pjs and my side of the bed. So I just lost it and shut down. I reclined my seat on the couch (we have a double recliner) covered up with a sheet and closed my eyes while hubby finished the TV show we were watching before I discovered the puke.
Of course I fell asleep. I awoke to hubby messing around in the kitchen and told him I'd fix the coffee and put away dinner. Then I fell back asleep.
I just woke up an hour ago and got up so I could take care of the clean up, and everything was put away already and the coffee was set. And he had cleaned up the cat mess.
I seriously love him so much!!!!!