Okay, its 9:30am, and Bret decided that because of the rain, he would come home from work. [deep, calm breathing] HE'S DRIVING ME INSANE!!!! I'm trying to keep myself busy, doing the dishes, cleaning the bathroom, etc. I'm even contemplating taking a walk in this p*ss-pouring rain, just to get out of the apartment. And he's... ugh... he's following me around the apartment, picking at me. The boy likes to play with fire, I'll give him that.
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