So today I made a point of telling him that the dining room needed another coat of primer before he went ahead and painted yellow, because the original colour was a really dark navy blue and it was shining through the primer. I said this for a reason, because we have tons of primer paint already but only one can of the new yelllow colour that was quite a bit more expensive than the primer. I would prefer to use up more of the primer colouring the navy, rather than using the paint that is $50 a can. But he went ahead and did it anyway even after I had told him not to, and of course the navy is shining through the yellow.

Last night I was sucking on a candy and it got stuck in my oesophogus, he leaped up from where he was to be by my side to make sure I was ok. Then he held me gently.

To say the least I am conflicted.