I fucked up today.

I forgot about doing something that Mr. wanted to do this afternoon. Did I really want to go? Not really, but I had said that I would. So now Mr. has stormed off for parts unknown claiming that I forgot about him. As if everything I do isn't about him. Argh. I feel bad for not going, but I am so tired of walking on eggshells all the time. Argh. And things had been going relatively smoothly although, I am seeing a lot more forgetting and easy anger as well as balance issues as we get closer to Fall.