"I would prefer you not to go through that. So I threw a few things in the slow cooker last night before going to bed, and now you have some meals for the week. You're still going to need to make some things on your own, but now you have some extra time and you don't have me here worrying you getting scurvy," he said.

God I felt like an idiot. He was doing a nice thing and I jumped down his throat. He kissed my head and told me not to worry about it.

Still, I was feeling like a pretty crappy little girl. Then I heard his phone...