Psychic conversations

Last night the spousal unit had a full blown melt down over crap that I had discussed with them months ago.  You know the kind of mad fit where I never said this or this is the first time I've heard that... I wish that I could say this was the first time something of this nature had happened but it is not and is becoming more frequent.  Someone told me it has to do with the whole menopause thing but I personally think she is losing her mind.

As long as something is meaningful to her then the whole world should have it tattooed on their collective butts so as to remember it for posterity.  If it has to do with anyone else then it is a speck of dust lost in the cosmos and treated as such.  I am tired of this crap.  Having to defend every thing you say, being constantly wrong, having to be the backstop for everyone with no one looking out for you.

It doesn't help that I was on call last night and am currently running on a total of about four hours of sleep.  That means if you took every time I fell asleep, added them all together it might total four hours. On top of that, my schedule is full today, I get a new student to deal with and I have the Whiney Troll for six hours.  God, today is going to SUCK! and I get to come home to the psycho I live with.  Anyone want to trade places?