I had a really good day today. My spirits wre up, and I felt good. It's was the best day i've had in a long time, and then my husband walks in with a case of beer. He never brings a home a case of beer. I so badly want him to make an effort to work this out, but now he's bringing home beer. I just don't understand. I don't even know why I care so much Why does this have to get me down after a good day.
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