Gone mental

Tired, grumpy and just stop talking…

It’s been a long day… and I’m 4 hours from home.

At some point she’s going to have to just stop bitching at me. I really don’t want to talk about it, but she REALLY bitches when she has to drive my truck, so I can’t even ask her to. And the whole way here, she gripes about my driving. I was driving as smoothly as the damn highway would let me. She just doesn’t look up from her phone long enough to know I’m not driving like an asshole. Of course it’s me… it always is. Right?

Oh, and it’s 104. Fuckity crap turds… oops, I mean pickles.