Sheesh!
Hubby needs a letter written to insurance company explaining something, I sit, I write...he criticizes!
Gee wiz, could you maybe give me a little softer delivery?
I sweetly smile and say, "Well, I guess if it's not right, you could just write it out instead."
Hmmm...maybe the hostile boss is getting to me more than I thought...I seem to be globally cranky.
Hubby is now contrite and very sweet...I guess we all give each other a little unnecessary sh** now and then.
No issue, I love him, he loves me...it's all good.