Tuesday, June 28, 2011


So we get home from spending the day with my parents and sister and nephew and it's 90 degrees in our house. My husband has been home all day. WTF!?! I asked him and he said that I usually keep it so warm he didn't even notice. It's 90 degrees you passive-agressive mf'er! Just when he shows some spark and withitness and signs of maturity, he does this shit. He ran out to get a filter, thinking that was going to solve the problem. Dumbass. Now he's calling the home warranty people, which he should have done as soon as it hit 85. Not that I'm perfect, but geez!

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