Finally got a little sleep, woke up, very tired, tentative feeling, like my headache could come back every second.
Ron starts shouting at me because a shoe is sticking out from under the couch and it's impeding him getting his vodka, so he sees it. I told him I am just coming off a migraine, please don't shout.
He shouts he doesn't care and rants some more, I leave the room. Then when I come back (I wanted to put Excedrin in my fanny pack in case the migraine comes back), he wants to justify what he did.
I told him the only thing I believe he said was "I don't care". He told me he was hurting and that's why he yelled at me.
"Funny" I told him "I was hurting all night and I didn't yell at you once."
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