Here's what would help with the yelling, the nos, the loneliness, the crabbiness, the anger, and all the rest: Having my husband back.
I can get all the help and all the breaks in the world, but there's nothing anyone can do for me that is the equivalent of having a partner in this life. And while no marriage is perfect and having a partner is not all wine and roses, John is what I'm missing, and that, my friends, is the root of all of the nastiness.
Your daily whine, courtesy of snickollet. Regular programming will return tomorrow.