I wonder if I'm suffering depression. Last night I got into it with my DH, beyond raising my voice. I was absolutely enraged, and I'm not usually that loopy unless maybe in full out PMS, and I only just finished TOM.

True he hasn't been very easy to live with. He refuses to seek a job elsewhere even though he has only made $5000 so far this year. I know starting a new business things are lean, but that's why a new business is started on capitol, not need. Otherwise we have been living on my income... very stressful financially, and by now I'm just pretty much feeling taken advantage of. He wants me to notice when he does the dishes and whatnot, but I honestly would rather do them myself if it means he's out supporting our family. Yesterday was no different really from his usual lame efforts at drumming up business, but then he topped it by staying up late baking bread. I put myself to bed despite the smells in the house... then he turned on FOX news full blast after I had *just* asked him for quiet so I could sleep.

I exploded, and that's no exaggeration.

Needless to say, today has been challenging. Starting the day crying and stressed is never a good thing. I'm surprised I'm not overeating actually. I had a decent breakfast, turkey and mozzarella wrapped in a lowcarb tortilla here at my desk. Lunch was more of the same with hummus and broccoli. I haven't any ideas yet for supper, but to be honest I'm not terribly hungry yet. I may go get some wings. Now there's comfort.

There's a group of French teachers getting together tonight at Panera, and while the fellowship would be such a hoot I think that'd be about like sending a recovering addict to a crack house the state of mind I'm in. It's not been an easy day.