Just call me Sickie

Well, yet another illness has descended -- this time on me. NOT COOL.
It's just a cold, but enough to make me feel very BLAH, blow up my head like a balloon and keep me from sleeping well.
Plus, I have the added bonus of having JN treat me like I have The Plague.
This morning, he wouldn't let me make him breakfast or lunch for him, out of supposed fear of my germs....yet every morning after I get outta bed he rolls over and sleeps another couple hours on my pillows.
He's getting more germs that way than if we were to kiss, but I guess he thinks it's different?
Whatever.
Hopefully this thing will be gone by my birthday Friday....not that anything special is happening that day, but I just don't wanna feel like shit on my birthday.
'Cause, you know, it's my day.
I wanna taste every drop of that horrendously god-awful pile of Chinese food I'm getting that night.
YESSSS!! (insert Napoleon Dynamite enthusiasm here)

Speaking of JN, I find it amusing when he does things he accuses me of doing.
He likes to call me negative, which I've always found funny -- I'm one of the most positive people I know (all sarcasm aside here), but he'll accuse me of being a "negative person" when once a month or so I bitch about having a bad day or not feeling well.
How often does he bitch about having a bad day or not feeling well?
You guessed it....a couple times A WEEK.
Granted, he works very hard and I'm sure he does feel like shit -- and I WANT him to feel as though he can vent on me, because that's what spouses are SUPPOSED to do for each other.
Yet, have I ever labeled him a "negative person?"
Negative.
A couple weeks ago, he labeled me "inconsiderate," which upset me so much I almost got sick.
All I do is put he and the boys in front of myself -- true, the boys usually trump him, but that's outta necessity, being they're CHILDREN and all.
That outburst came because I forgot to pick up his prescription 2 days in a row....wow, am I inconsiderate or what?
It's impossible for a generally considerate person to make a mistake, right?
PLEASE.
Speaking of being considerate, let's think here....for example, when's the last time he got up to help me bring in groceries?
I might get that a couple times a year....otherwise, he sits in front of the TV and watches me make multiple trips.
I guess that would make HIM inconsiderate, right?
Yet do I jump his shit for it? Call him things that are untrue and hurtful?
Negative again.
He seems to think hurting my feelings is okay, as long as he gets his point across....I go outta my way NOT to hurt his.
Why can't he grant me the same courtesy and give me the same benefit of the doubt?
I guess that makes me a better person than he is, right?
Well, maybe a better spouse, in some ways....
Okay, okay, YES, he's amazingly awesome.
And yes, I'm being bitchy.
But STILL! Shit.
I hate it when he does that.

Gotta go take down the rest of the Xmas stuff....I know he's already pissed at me because that's not done....
I'm sure tomorrow I'll be feeling better and will have nothing but nice things to say!