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Struggling this a.m. Emotional hangover from yesterday. Husband noticed I was skipping through a Spotify playlist quickly and then it dawned on him there were no ads. Asked if I was paying for it. I said yes. Asked how much. I told him. Then immediately cancelled it... and then cancelled a ton of other subscriptions as well. I kept the streaming services (because kids) and am debating cancelling my digital paper subscription. But they require you to call their CS number to make changes to your account, which is either shady or genius.
Guess with the extra money I could throw it at the house fund I've been robbing from for almost 3 years. I haven't complained of being short on funds lately, which he admitted. I'm super butthurt. Feel a bit like a petulant child. Husband swears my mood is because I'm tired. That's probably 5% of it. He's micromanaging, treating me like a child who doesn't know what she's doing. I'm resentful. I've apologized about every stupid thing since last night.
Spending my day trying not to eat my feelings. Not looking for sympathy or advice. Just venting.
Diet Calendar Entries for 03 December 2020:
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1802 kcal
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Fat: 83.08g | Prot: 55.60g | Carb: 208.19g.
Breakfast: Butter, Hannaford Split Top Wheat Sliced Bread, Coffee with Milk. Lunch: Twinings Green Tea, Pepperidge Farm Goldfish Original Crackers, Lean Cuisine Simple Favorites Macaroni & Cheese. Dinner: Pizza with Meat and Vegetables. Snacks/Other: Nabisco Chips Ahoy! Chocolate Chip Cookies. more...
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