I love tax time. I love having the bit of extra, it makes me SO happy and carefree, something I really don't get to experience 10 months out of the year. That's not even the completely awesome thing though. I am getting better at telling B when shit bothers me and he's getting better at it too and I'm not even getting defensive about it! Is this what time does? I mean, we don't yell and I still have to mostly text my gripes so I don't break down in tears...but he labeled an action of mine as passive aggressive and he was totally right and I'm actually happy he called me on it. Communication is the best. I appreciate that I can say something and not have to be worried that he's going to be too mad or leave me. That's not going to happen. So anyhow. That's awesome. I LOVE being able to say what's on my mind and I love that we are getting better at talking. In other, less awesome news, the child is freaking GROUNDED. I'm not...