I think I had the worst week possible.
Started out setting appointment with a well know provider set for Thursday 3:00 pm all is going good at 2:00 I get a last minute project dumped on me so I had to cancel, thats ok I will make it up Friday afternoon life is good.
Friday morning I get a call from SO she will be home early and we have a dinner date with a couple I can not stand and for me to get a haircut and pickup a couple of thing on my way home from work and don't be late.
I think ok this is going to suck but I will make the best of it and after dinner I will get some loving at home not the best but better than jacking off.
So we go to dinner I laugh and smile for 3 hours and we leave and on the way home she is bitching about her week, work are anything else she can think of and we finely make it home, we climb in bed and I start trying to kiss and being loveing to her and she informs me it's that time of the month and they will be no sex, and the BJ's stop when we got married.
I get up Sat. and the bitching is going strong so I go out to the garage and am working on the leaf vac and I have a small bowl of gas on the floor trying to prime the vac, She lets her dog out side and the thing comes in the garage and starts yapping so I turn around and swat at it and it runs outside yapping more and I start working on the vac again, she comes out side yelling walking to the garage I turn around and as she walks in the garage the dog is drinking out of the bowl with the gas in it, I yell at the dog she yells at me and the dog runs outside and runs around the drive way two times and falls over, she is yelling louder and crying the dog is just lying they I run over to the dog and it don't move so I pick it up and off we go to the 24 hour animal hosp.