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I am sooo annoyed with Rob right now!!! Yesterday he insisted we go get the Christmas Decorations out of storage. Fine. When we get home and I say "lets unload the car" he goes "no lets leave them in the car and clean up the apt then bring them in" ME, "but all i want to do is curl up in a ball,  I feel awful and I don't think we'll actually clean, but I need the space in the car tomorrow to load up" him "oh it's only 2 there's plenty of day left..." He gets home and sits on the computer working on something. I sit on the couch in the fetal position...and what am I do BY MYSELF at 8:15am? UNLOADING FREAKING CHRISTMAS!!! The girl who shouldn't be lifting things because of her crappy crappy arms. While HE watches me walk by the bedroom door with load after load of things, all warm under his blankets while MY HAIR FROZE. I am so so so so so not happy with his butt right now.