Now what?

Jesus Murphy Bat Man. I don't believe it.

Just when I thought all was great, the cool reception on the other end of the phone happens.

Just when you need to hear that warmth of the weekend return to your ear, the language chills your hopes.

I am not going to phone any more. I needed to hear some kind words to help battle my evening. Why does he get all the empathetic treatment?

And another thing, I resent the smoking. Our clothing and gear reeks of it. And my little one shouldn't be exposed to me ignoring/tolerating it. Urrr.

All I can say is that I hope a good night's sleep mellows my temper.