I feel the same about infidelity as Suja - at least in theory. My lack of interest makes me feel guilty. The reality would probably be a different thing. Physical abuse is a deal breaker. But that's really the only one that is set in stone for me.
I'm sorry you are having to wait on a diagnosis, Suja. I hope it is really nothing but body weirdness and that it passes soon.
I'm super-cranky as we just got back from our second weekend in a row with with in-laws. This weekend we drove to Dallas and went to the Chihuly exhibit on Sunday and the State Fair today. JoJo was being exceptionally cruddy, rude, bossy, etc. It is infuriating to me that the more she is around her Mops and Pops, the more she ignores anything I say to her. Bedtimes are now stretched out to two excruciating hours as she is now used to every whim and desire being catered to, no matter that it is 9:45 and WAY past her bedtime. I got so mad at her today in the car on the way back that I just had to close the door on her at the gas station and just stand there and try to breathe. And I can't seem to let it go so every time she does something bad, the mad at everything comes rushing back and I am having a hard time not losing complete control during every interaction with her. Need to figure out a way to step back.
As for the Chihuly exhibit, I think it was pretty cool but my in-laws don't ever actually stop to look at anything. Going anywhere with them is maddening as they walk briskly through museums, gardens, zoos, etc. without stopping. They glance as they walk by, but are always in a hurry to get to the end so they can eat/drink. And the State Fair was just a madhouse - miles and miles of people crushed in and loud barkers and rap music, organ pipes and people screaming - I got a little tweaky towards the end. JoJo had fun on the rides, but that is a once-in-a-decade experience as far as I'm concerned.
Chrissy - I'm hoping your week is better than last week. Hope your grandfather is feeling better.
"Any idiot can face a crisis; it is this day-to-day living that wears you out." -Anton Chekhov