Better

To my dear husband:

I'm sorry that I keep things bottled up and then blow up.

I'm sorry that you have been thinking that I'm still mad at you about the mix up on your trip home from Boston.

Thank you for pushing me out the door this morning so I could go to the gym while you stayed home with the girls.

Thank you for not thinking I'm psycho when I get so frustrated and so down.

Thanks for the great evening yesterday and a great lazy day today.

I love you!