I went a bit wacko today and it wasn't pretty. The stupid part....it started out over a half gallon of orange juice. I have a bad temper, always have. My fuse seems to be random....sometimes it's short and sometimes it take a while but when it blows....duck and run. I'm also a bit selfish and I readily acknowledge this. I worked on it as I grew up and got older but it's still there. Maybe it's from growing up an only child or maybe it's just me but that's how it is. I've vented before that I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired of living behind locks in my own house. I know it's a necessity for as long as difficult child lives here but I still hate it with every fiber of my being. The longer it goes on, the more I hate and resent it. I try to treat myself when I can....a paperback book, some good chocolate... anything I can do cheaply for me. I keep the edible things in my room away from difficult child but otherwise in the open. Lately husband has been filching my chocolate. (or my granola bars or....whatever I have that interests him) Honestly, it ticks me off. I bought a box of granola bars a couple of weeks ago and ate one. A few days later I went to get another one and the box was empty. Ticked me off but ok, whatever and bought another box. I love Brach's chocolate stars and never see them but they are out now so I've been buying them. husband eats quite a bit of them. Today I noticed that the oj I bought for the occasional drink (something I rarely do) was almost gone. I'd already said it was for me only and while I haven't actually fixed a drink out of it I have been drinking straight from it as it was mine. When I said something, husband said he drank it so it wouldn't go bad. When I got "miffed", and said it was mine, I bought it (with my unemployment money) and could do what I wanted with it, HE got mad and said "when you get a job, you can say that". That's when my head exploded. I yelled, I screamed, I threw things, I started packing a suitcase, I screamed some more. All because he drank my oj without asking. Gee, do you think I've got issues now about people messing with what I consider to be mine? Oooops....ignore the LONG part in the title. I thought I was going to vent more but once I got to the part about "do you think I have issues", it all just kind of died out.