Thanks for the help asshole.

Well, I had part of this post done and it went away so.....
Anyway, I carried the suitcases-mine-down the front stairs and now I hope I have to have emergency hernia surgery again.  I know.  It's not like I'm a stranger.  For them you would lift their car and hold it up so they could change their tire.  I am glad that you are out trying to shovel away the icy snow that we will be leaving behind tomorrow.  I'm sorry that mine is the only voice you can't hear.  Guess all those years of voice lessons were a waste of time.
A reminder;  I know all I do is complain and those of you who know me are ok with that.  All others feel free to turn the page.  I will love you anyway.
Hmmmm.  Just lost that last sentence.  As an aside;  There are good things.  He kisses me good morning.  We hug alot.  He often asks me-if he's going out or on his way home-if I need him to stop and get me something.  If I tell him something, even milk, he always says we don't need it or we'll get that later.  Gotta go and finish my packing.
Oh, BTW I am bring a shit-load of clothes.  So there!