Just before MM came home from work today I was trying to talk myself into going to the gym. It wasn't working. As a matter of fact, I'd pretty much talked myself out of it.
Apparently MM had a bad day at work today. He came home in a terrible mood. He got a box in the mail today and TG hid it as a joke. Only MM didn't think it was funny. He got all aggravated and yelled at TG about it which made me mad.
So what did I do? I worked out for 2 hours. Not only do I feel healthier, I'm also not angry at MM anymore. Actually, he's curled up in the couch napping and looks cute (I couldn't have said that an hour ago).
I'm real sorry he had a bad day, but...thanks MM! I needed the workout.