My lovely DH...........

So my road to hell started last night.
DH rang me at 11:47 PM, but that's not why I'm upset.
I was happily getting stuff done, washing folded, dishes, trying a new cookie recipe (more on that later) and other stuff I can do in peace when the girls are asleep and Joe is on Duty.
So yes I had washed the sheets and all that jazz. So I was up, not mad a a good night call, at all, started out thinking oh how sweet.
Ended wanting to kill him, jumping at every sound and sleeping like shit in my nice clean bed.
He rang to tell me about a women walking in on a intruder, and how she had been beat up pretty bad. And he's glad we have the dog that will bark at anyone trying to come into the house, even us.
By the time the alarm went off this morning I feel as though I haven't slept at all.
The batch of huge cookie's taste like crap to me and even the dog is looking at me like it's all my fault that he didn't sleep either.
LOVE HIM, KISS KISS!!!!!