Things have been a bit hectic with the mold issue in our apartment (that will hopefully get resolved soon) and with me landing the position of Assistant Spa Director at a major hotel in New Castle, NH. I've been enjoying the perks of the position, like yesterday with a free eyebrow wax and today with an hour long free massage. Both done while on the clock mind you. I've been doing my best not to get too stressed out, but with Christian working all the time I feel like we're settling into a routine of him pestering me to no end when I get home from work which then results in me being pissy and grumpy. I'm tired, stressed out, and starting to finally get my shit together and the last thing I need is to be constantly poked in my side for 5 minutes all the while telling him repeatedly to stop. Last night when I finally had enough I yelled at him to cut it out and then he got pissed off at me for yelling. I tried to explain to him the cause and effect of his actions (ie "I don't like when you do A, it makes me B, so don't do it") but he still pointed the blame on things on me. We both got home rather early today, him at 4ish and me a bit past 5, and after eating dinner I go in here to check my email. I can't so much as walk into another room without him yelling after me about something, whether it be that I "hate him", don't want to spend time with him, you name it. I know that he's joking, but for fuck sake - give me ten minutes to go into another room and do whatever the hell I want. I don't need a guilt trip on how I'm "ignoring" you and I certainly don't need a lighter whipped into the room behind my chair so that I'll turn around and you can make some faux-sad face and whine about how I don't love you. I feel like I'm babysitting the most attention whore kid in the world and not getting paid.