Last week we had a BIG fight. DH (darling husband) yelled at me in front of our son, right before school. That is a “no-go,” “I am out of here” event for me. Of course he didn’t think he had yelled, but I knew he had.
Thus began 4 hours of back and forth, who did what, when, how and where. Leading to two really, truly super pissed off people. We had been intensely busy all week previously, so we had scheduled a Gourmet Sex session that afternoon (we try to practice what I teach in my book), but NO WAY was that going to happen!
