I am listening to the sound of the leaky toilet and the heating that just got turned on.

The dog and cats are asleep, only billy is with hubby.

I am suddenly filled with lassitude.

It gets so boring to be attacked and yelled at for listening to him.

And trying to further a sane conversation, a self reflective one. Impossible with him: he gets too angry to converse any further. He is totally unfit to go back to work- he argues with his own therapist for god's sake! And left him in a huff to have the upper hand of what he saw as an argument. Instead of simply apologizing for having interrupted him repeatedly.