the 21st century smoke break

I have been kickin some butt on my work today and getting alot done so I thought I would take a 5 minute blogger break. Michelle (my lovable head honcho) I really am working hard today so dont worry!

Here is my current pressing issue. Is this a normal phenomenon with men. The minute you start treating them nice and letting your guard down they crap on you. This is with all men I believe. I have been super nice and loving my husband lately. I have been extra patient with things that normally drive me nuts, said nice things, gone out of my way to do chores that are normally his for him, bought him extra special lunches for work when I run to the store, AND.....uh....other stuff..... All things that normally he just eats up and enjoys tremendously.
Why is it that I have been doing these things and now he is just down right taking advantage of me. He is buying lunch everday (an on going battle related to the outrageous cost of fast food in downtown chicago). I bought him a 12 inch roast beef sub loaded with mayonnaise and crap on it and he said this morning "oh I didnt like the way it looked." Now if you know my husband you know that food does not go past his mouth without him eating it. An example....He takes every leftover from the fridge and on Saturday morning puts it into an omelette. Im talking lots of old food that doesnt go together and calls it delicious. There has been an ongoing joke with his family that Billy doesnt have tastebuds. So explain how a fresh 12 inch roast beef sub was not looking right.
Then he calls me and says well my foreman and a couple of the guys are leaving early but I dont have to. He then asks the single dumbest question I may have ever heard "Do we need 40 hours this week?" Hmmmm..let me see, no the last time I checked we had a few million sitting around and I heard that the mortgage company is now accepting compliments and encouraging words as payment so no, we dont need to have 40 hours this week. I tried to, again patiently, reason with him by saying well you took off a day two weeks ago and memorial day you wont get paid. His response: well if they all leave then I am leaving. Why ask?! You knew what you wanted to do and the only point in asking me was to have me annoyed by you the rest of the day.
We have a date tonight so my hope is that I can once again continue my patience but not much is left. I may have to beat him with the fresh 12 inch roast beef sub.
Maybe I am just cranky. Stop it Em, your crabbiness is rubbing off on me.