Well, he blew up my phone when he got home.

Our roommate told him I'd left right after he did and handed him the note I'd written. It explained in detail what he needed to do to fix it and that I won't be back until he convinces me he's willing to do more and stop treating me like crap.

My sister is loving the 24 hour access to a baby again (she can't have any more) and I'm getting so much me time!!

Today I actually got to sit, eat Ice Cream and not have someone telling me I needed to clean or care for wyatt.