Confession of an Imperfect Me #1

This is a big one and I think the only reason I'm confessing it is because it makes me feel a little less guilty. Very few of you have heard this story but I did tell my Mother In-Law, to me that's huge, so here it is...I THREW A PAN AT MY HUSBAND. A cooking pan, the pan I use to cook my hamburger with to be exact. Let's just be honest since this is a confession. I wanted to aim for his head so bad, but I refrained for the sake of my kids, and aimed for his upper back and I MISSED, but only because the handle to my pan feel off and the pan went flying. I have a dent in my cupboard to prove it. I was so mad that I missed I almost tried again!!! I don't remember a time that I have been that upset, OH WAIT A MINUTE, I just remembered one...In Provo when he came home and told me that he withdrew himself from his basketball scholarship at BYU and he wasn't sure where we were going to move to to finish college. That was a duzzy.
I know you are dying to ask what made me this angry so I'm just going to tell you. It was during one of my busiest months this year for Cool Chicks stuff and I was having a crazy week and hadn't had dinner on the table pretty much the whole week. It happens right? So one day he came home after work (he must have had a bad day) and just started telling me that staying home with the kids was a PRIVILEGE and that if I wasn't going to do my duties as a mother than I needed to go out and get a "REAL JOB." WHAT?????????????????????????????? Is that a joke?????? What in the heck does he think my business is? Obviously not a "real job" (I'm laughing my butt off right now :)) Oh that was it, the last straw for my week and he got the brunt of it. After the pan went flying he left and you know what, for the sake of us all, that was a smart decision! There you have it friends, confession #1 of an imperfect me. Let me hear you say Hooray!!!!