ahh, the ball and chain...

Let me first start by saying that my husband is good to me.  I have no idea why he loves me since I'm a raging pain in the arse sometimes, but he does. That being said, I almost kicked him in the shin last night. I will now let you in on a conversation we had as soon as he walked in the door from work. Bare in mind that his part in the conversation is very unlike his normal character.  Also, please note that I am covered in oil based black matte paint and saw dust, as I painted all day and also worked on our kitchen table during the day.  Enjoy.

INT. MEGAN and HUSBAND'S LIVING ROOM- NIGHT

           HUSBAND
What's for Dinner?

           MEGAN
Um, no clue.  We really don't have anything.

           husband
Oh. So you didn't go the grocery store?

           Megan
No. I've been painting all day.

           husband
       (sarcastically)
So, you didn't do laundry, either?

           Megan
       (dry)
Uh. I hate you.


End Scene.

I hope you liked this look into a conversation between two smart asses after 13 years of dealing with each other's bull crap.