I’m feeling better. Not good, but better. I told DP it was fine: I understand there was nowhere else in the house he could sit to put his running shoes on while I was sick and sleeping. Because sometimes I’m meanly sarcastic like that.
I see nothing wrong with your response. But then, I’m super sensitive to abusive situations, and what he did was inappropriate, to say the least. I’ll shut up, now.
Wow. I’ve spent the last hour trying to find a place that sold robes like the one I have and the selection has been narrowed down from none to nil. I don’t want a tie robe and I don’t want a zip robe, but that seems to be all there is unless I go to pullovers. I don’t want fleece and I don’t want satin.
Just when I thought the robes couldn’t get more ridiculous in style, fabric or price, they did. All of the above.
And now the headache is back.