Yeah, this weekend is shot. My wife is exhausted and will need 4-5 days to get her sleep schedule and medication schedule back on track. Fucking great. I feel so bad for her having to go through this BS yet again. New Year's Eve, our anniversary, and then last night.
I'm a little frustrated by it, and I struggle with working at not taking it out on my poor long-suffering wife. I don't want to make it all about me. Even though everything IS all about me, and I'm the center of the universe. :) I don't even get to really say what my wife says about it, which is "this is why I get paid the big bucks" because she's the one working and getting paid for it. This week, she also gets to say "this is why I get the big bonus" since she should be getting a huge check in a couple of days.
At least I have books to read. So, so many books to read.