ugh, how many more days have to be like this? jim stayed up late last night-said he could not sleep-so then he slept in til 10 am. we had stuff to do today and then off to my dad's for dinner. he got up and ran to meijers. came home and finally got off his butt and worked on the dryer. while at dad's he seemed to enjoy teasing me, picking on me and interupting me. i swear everytime i went to say something, he just had to cut me off. why does he do this? how much more of this can i take?
