I am feeling that terrible cold cold rage that makes me want to walk out the door right now. As context he said it to me in front of fil as I was calling him to come for his dinner which I'd spent the last hour preparing for him and his sister's family and his parents, and he wasn't ready to come because he wanted to watch the last five minutes of today's stage of the Tour de France.
Our relationship is in trouble anyway, so maybe I am being unreasonable but I feel like fleeing to a desert island.