You know how sometimes you want to kill him, but you aren’t some sort of sociopath, so you just yell at him?

Yeah. One of THOSE days.

After the yelling I didn’t speak to him for the rest of the day, for my sake not his.

I did it to lower my stress level. Not his. He has no stress level, he just sits and watches his TV.

After he went to bed I noticed a complete drop in my stress level.

When he came wandering down later he managed to jack it right back to the top all over again.

I swear it does stupid stuff to set me off and it amuses him.

I, however, am not amused.