Originally Posted by
Linkmeister 
I felt like I lived in a hen house instead of an apartment for all of the eggshells I walked across. Yup, the key in the door, the knot in the stomach, the muscles tense up, even the dog sensed the change and beat a hasty retreat.
No kidding...I remember pulling up to the house after work and feeling serious anxiety if he had beat me home. I never knew what I would be walking in to. It is such an amazing feeling to enjoy coming home now...to look forward to it! To know what to expect.
Once, I kicked him out of his home office and sat at his computer, drinking and playing sad music REALLY LOUD - like he did. After about two hours, he came in FURIOUS at me for being so selfish and annoying. I still laugh inside at that one. He never got it...