Forget the dang weather! Well, don't I totally sympathize.
I am going to kill the husband. He has never been closer to a good poisoning until now. I mean, I'm not going to POISON him to death, but a good nutmegging might be in his future. I could get it done. Plenty of capsules I could empty out and fill with nutmeg powder. OMG this man can take my hard work and SUCK IT.
So, I went into the "box" area, and like, started looking in boxes. The first one I found was like one of 4 boxes of my brother's ex girlfriend's pottery. She is an incredible potter and like, my brother was going to THROW IT ALL OUT (he was done with the self-flagellation he said.)
I was like, "Uh, dude, why don't you give it to me." I mean when he broke up with the ex it was the REAL tool days for my little brother, and I actually told him, "I can NOT believe you dumped her, OMG, I actually like her better than you!" LOL it was true at this point in time. My mom said I "hurt his feelings" and made me apologize and retract the statement. I did it but I was lying. So when he was like "I am gonna get rid of it," I took it. This was a long time ago and we still have it, because I had a feeling at some point a) she might become a potter full time. So THIIS cull (I am being ruthless) I said to the husband, "Okay, I think it is time to let these go." So then he was like, "You should try to find her... .famous...etc." I was like, "OMG." But, I DID it. She's a moderately well know potter and a cup from her is worth about 60 bucks. She also looks really happy which is nice to see.
So then the husband was like, "We have to keep it now.. Maybe we will SELL it or sell it back to her." I gave him a VERY GRAVE look at that point and said, "No, we would GIVE It back to her, you tool. Are you sane?" Anyway, so we are keeping the pottery but I plan to use it now, not just cart it around. So, those boxes stay.
Then, I carefully with a knife opened a box named "Knick knacks." I carefully lifted out what looked like a wedding photo. The husband started like FREAKING OUT and going on about how I was going to unpack everything and how HE would have to repack it. He was really having a fit. I was like, "Dude, it makes no sense for me to pack everything carefully because you have to go through it TOO so like it would BE MADNESS I mean I already see how you have been with the dang BOOKS, I'm sorry, but I LITERALLY cannot do what you are asking unless you don't care what I remove and what stays. (WHICH HE TOTALLY DOES CARE DICTIONARY QUEEN.) I was like, "When there are large holes in boxes because I throw stuff away like, they have to be repacked ANYWAY I have been LABORING at this for DAYS and have gotten NOTHING but abuse. You ask me to lighten the load and you ACT like THIS." Then he stated yelling about how I destroyed the box and I just was terrible and I was like "Listen, "Censored" I VERY CAREFULLY and NEATLY opened the box, cutting ONLY the tape, which I have been DOING.." Then I was like, "I am not doing this. This is not happening. I am not putting up with it. If you want to do it together, fine, but ALL YOU have been doing while I have been gathering and consolidating MY crap, is playing video games. I hate you. Take it all to the dump or put it in a truck. I am DONE HERE,"
Then, he tried to apologize. Several times. He got super mad because I was like, "You have been doing this for DAYS. I am FURIOUS. I am not ready for your apology until you can change your actions." So then he YELLED his apology and I was like, "That is not making me feel ONE bit more like accepting your apology, in fact it is making things worse. I am still furious, I am STILL not ready to talk about it, go AWAY." Then he said he was "tiring for hours." and I was like, ":Oh, poor YOU hours, eh? You have been yelling at me, criticizing me, and ARGUING with me about stuff, and what stuff can stay and go and you have been insulting the whole TIME. So you can just suck it up.'
I would so give him a good nutmegging ,but I don't know what it would do to his BRAIN quite. Otherwise, he would so be poisoned right now. I told him he could either do it himself for learn to SHUT up and if he WANTED something to get it out of the goodwill boxes and leave me alone with his insanity.
I swear.... I'm doing yoga in an hour I NEED to. I wonder if I toss an empty shampoo bottle, I will get yelled at.
Holy Christ. This is how the husband is about stuff, though ,he finds it impossible to say "That is from the PAST." Oy.
Holy crud though, if his mind were less weak, he would be taking a very interesting journey o f self discovery in an unpleasant manner.
Yeah ,I can't do that but there are DAYS and this is one of them.
GOD.
Anna
I am most excited that I snagged the last bottle of the dinner lady rice pudding. I've been wanting to try that one for a while. Thanks for the heads up 
(I've spent too much but it being for a lifetime not too shabby compared to the price of cigs)
