Josh had dental work done last week – 3 cavities filled on the same day. Since then he’s been bitching about his face hurting. I finally called the dentist’s office and got him an emergency appointment for yesterday. He insisted it wasn’t necessary. I insisted he go. Midmorning he tells me that some important thing at the cabinet shop had broke. At lunch they got sent home. I was in meetings from 11:15 until 3. I texted him the number, told him to call the dentist and see if he could get in early. He did, they fixed it, and now it feels better – but I don’t know shit. He went to the grocery store – got Diet Coke and frozen dinners, none of the other stuff we needed. I told him last night that today I would be insanely busy as this was my one “free” day to get all of my stuff ready for 5 classes next week. He’s been texting all day. He called at lunch even though I told him that doing so might well make me have to stay late tonight. He left work at 2:30 because they still can’t get the thing fixed. But he’s really looking forward to me coming home. I’m stuck and can’t move any further ahead because there’s a problem at the database level and I don’t have that kind of access. Tomorrow I have 7am – 9am open – that’s IT. There isn’t even any time scheduled for a lunch break. He has the fucking nerve to tell me that I should be happy I don’t have to work Saturday. Really? No, I might have to work Saturday and if I do, I wont’ get paid for it because I’m salaried. FUCK MY LIFE!!!