There are several problems still festering over in my household, but here's a fun little story that made me
this morning. Saturday night wife made some cold-brew coffee and strained it Sunday morning. She works for a software company and had to wake up early Sunday to test for their new release, so she was up a good 2 hours before me. She made breakfast for herself and drank ~1/2 of said cold brew while she was working. I needed to go grab a couple things to make breakfast of my own when I woke up, so I walked to the grocery around the corner to pick up a few things and walked out with a large 20oz hot coffee since it was fricking cold finally and I really didn't feel like iced coffee after walking a few blocks in 35 degree weather. Got back, she took a sip and gave me the puppy eyes like she wanted some, so I poured her a mug from my cup. Wake up this morning, and she's taken all of what was left of the iced coffee from Sunday, put it in her tumbler (with almond milk, which I'm allergic to), and took it to work without asking if I'd like any.
Seriously? I make a comment about her taking it all and just get a "whelp, it already has almond milk in it, sorry boutcha" and we're out the door. Seriously, gfy. I know it's just coffee, but the fact that she either didn't think I might want my 1/2, or even half of what was left, is so fucking inconsiderate. And she wonders why we haven't
in a month.