Everything's Fair in Love & War?

We all know that relationships have their ups & downs.  Mine sure as heck does.  About 2 weeks ago I was posting about how loved I felt by hubby's little gestures of kindness.  BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!

Today I give you last night's short version of my pissed off state.  The details are in my personal blog.

Hubby didn't have to work so he invited his friend J to come over but he never told us if he would or not, he simply showed up at our house at about 8pm.  My husband tells him we're getting ready for bed but invites him in anyway. At about 9pm my hubby decides to get J started on a workout.  They go outside & I go to the bedroom to prep/go to sleep. I hear baby yelling & screaming out there but I figured he'll come in when he's ready for bed so I turn off the light. At about 9:30/10pm baby comes in the house realizes I'm in bed and since he isn't ready for bed he walks back toward the door crying because he wants out. I have to get off the bed, get the door open for him, & yell at hubby for letting him in the house unsupervised. What if I had been sleeping already?

Anyway, I fall asleep, some time later I feel baby boy climb in bed with me but I'm half asleep so I just go right back to sleep (no clue what time it was). Then I wake up a bit later and notice baby has a car in his hands & he's asleep. So I take the toy car out of his hands & go back to sleep. Then all of a sudden something wet wakes me up and I realize it's baby leaking through his diaper. I'm a bit ticked off so I call for my husband to come change the diaper (geez!  he couldn't change it before?!!). I get no answer, I call for him again, no answer. I'm mad now so I change the diaper, put a towel on the bed, tell baby to go back to sleep & storm down the hall.  I notice that dinner hadn't yet been put away and hubby's truck is nowhere in sight! I say, "Mother F..." & head back to the room.

Now I'm beyond just a little ticked off or mad...I'm furious!! So, I decide to call hubby & yell at him. Phone conversation doesn't help at all but I keep my cool and end it with "So you might as well have bought him (his friend) a dress and a ring while you were at it (half pause) Goodnight (hang up)."

Not more than 5 minutes later (1:30ish am by now), I hear the door open, he's putting away dinner, goes to the restroom, comes to the room. He says nothing & I say nothing because I figure it's not worth my time & there's absolutely nothing left for me to tell him. He already knows I'm mad & screaming at him will not help the situation. Besides, if I say nothing then he's sitting there pondering it (what better punishment is there?). So I try to relax & calm down (it's quite a skill let me tell you). lol I finally manage to relax by laying down on my stomach and I'm out for the count...until 2.5 hours later when my alarm goes off & I feel like the walking dead.

I turn the air down to 75 (baby can't sleep if he's warm so we keep it at 73/72) so I can shower and while I'm in the shower I contemplate leaving the air at 75 just so baby will wake up my hubby early. I grin reallly big, get out of the shower, get ready, put on my clothes/shoes, grab my phone & purse and walk out of the room. I decide to leave the bedroom door open just to let a little light shine in there to aid the waking up process. ;P The little angel in my head gets the best of me & tells me I'm just being mean b/c I'm mad & that it's not baby boy's fault so I close the door & put the air back on 73. I should have done it just for payback but you know what...karma is a bee so he'll get it in the end.