So I was planning to sit DH down tonight and give him the news that I am splitting our finances. However, Puke decides to walk through the house at midnight talking on the phone with her BF. I immediately wake up DH and he tells her to keep it down. I told DH that this was BS that now I am awake and have to work the next day while she does nothing.

I made a decision that since I couldn't fall back to sleep I would make sure he stayed awake with me. I poked him a couple times and did a lot of tossing around. At about 2:45 I get up to take something for the now worse headache in hopes it will help me fall asleep. I would say between 3 and 4 I fell asleep.

My alarm goes off at 5:30 so I get up feeling like a zombie who had the shit beat of it. Couldn't function and was on the verge of vomiting. Needless to say I was in no shape to work so had to take the day off.

If I had the energy and wherewithal, I would have made all kinds of noise right outside Puke's bedroom door. But after DH left for work I passed out on the couch.

DH comes home and tells me that he was going up to have a talk with Puke about respect at night when we are sleeping. He saw that morning that I looked like shit and I told him that I wasn't able to work today since she was at it until 1 or 2. Now I'm sure it was in no way a stern talk and more "Puke you're not in trouble but please don't do that again, okay?"

I am even more sure that splitting finances is the best decision I could ever make. DH has shown me over the last 6 years and more so the last few days that we are not a team not to mention he does not respect and honor me the way a husband should his wife.