When he has a bad day it affects both of us.

He’s having more bad days than good these days.

I have to admit my patience is on a short leash. I try hard to be patient but I swear he tries twice as hard to be a royal pain.

My way to cope when he sends me ’round the bend is I retreat into books. If only to keep a piece of sanity. I ignore chores that need doing to dive into a new adventure, an escape.

His shirt