I made a triple batch of pancakes this morning. skids like to have leftovers to eat throughout the week for breakfast rather than cereal every day. Then I THREW THEM AWAY!

We're sitting down eating, I asked DH to get something for me from the grocery store later. I assumed he'd have to go to get stuff for skids' lunches anyway. Suddenly he was all p*ssed off and complaining to me that I should be going to the store, and why should he have to, accusing me of saying I would make skids' lunches (when I didn't) etc. Seriously, WTF?

At first I got defensive and argued with him about it (BIG mistake, he was being illogical I didn't need to defend myself. but he was being attacking and I felt hurt and tried to defend myself. I should have walked away. If didn't react like that it would have just been him acting like a moron instead I was arguing with him.) I watched skids all day yesterday for him to go to his class and out with friends. I cooked dinner and desert. I let him sleep while I cooked this morning. I've been contributing a lot to skids and helping him. For him to sit there, be nasty to me and tell ME that I should make HIS KIDS' lunches, that I should do MORE. HAH.

I lost it. I picked up the serving plates of pancakes and threw them into the garbage.

I feel badly because it ends up hurting skids, not DH. But it felt good to show him that. I will not be spoken to like that, I will not be unappreciated or have unfair expectations put on me.