Last night I made a nice dinner. I changed into something nice and was in a pleasant mood when H came home. He complimented me, the meal, but then he got on my case about the lack of conversation, telling me I am not a good conversationalist. I really wasn't ready for this and so another episode of mood fusion ensued. I was pretty much in a crappy mood all night and H was just fine, back to his cheerful self. This is what I mean when I say he has this negativity that he tosses onto me.
Anyway, I just let things go and snapped out of it eventually.
