DH has been working late recently, and he is at football training until late today, so have had the skids by myself a LOT. SS7 just gave me a real mouthful of cheek, and I lost it and yelled at him to never ever speak to me like that. We talked about it and it's fine, but I feel really bad. I'm just tired and a little stressed, normally I would deal with that much much more caalmly and appropriately. Anyway. I just needed to get that off my chest.