I’m in a really bad funk today, and I can’t seem to pull out of it. This morning, I was off of work, and I decided that I wanted Mike to call around looking for our new puppy that I want for my birthday. He made some calls, but nobody had quite the one we were looking for….but he refused to call anyone else after that, and we got into a big fight and he said he doesn’t want to get another dog now. What the fuck…

I’m destroyed at the moment. I know it seems silly. But I am.