I've been spitting fire of a good week. Last weekend hubby was working on building a gate on the garden. I had no idea what he was talking about, and I was getting so mad I finally went in the house. I have way more fence building experience than him, and he was driving me insane. Normally, I would just let him go and fix it later.
I just couldn't let it go though. I bit my tongue just before I started yelling at him and our neighbor that they were both insane.