That moment when boo calls you from work and says y'all gonna go out to eat with some work friends when he gets off at 8pm and then he calls a half hour late to tell you he has to stay at work until 10pm 😑 meanwhile at home I have busted my ass all day, I went shopping with our girl by myself (which isn't easy using a Lyft ride cuz I had to carry all that shit upstairs myself with the kid and car seat) and worked my ass off cleaning the house and prepping food for baby's birthday party coming up, and baby all the while is screaming and throwing fits and getting into the cat food and making a mess all over the place with her puff snacks and she got the sunscreen and smeared it all over the place and just FUCK. I know it ain't his fault but seriously...fuckin sucks to get all excited at a night out (even though baby was coming with) and then get told I have to stay home and just deal with the same shit as always...