I can’t do my chores or finish putting out the Christmas decorations because you’re still sleeping on the couch at 12 noon. You have a bedroom- why don’t you go sleep back there? If I do my chores anyway you’ll start complaining because I’m so loud. Even though everyone knows you NEVER try to be quiet for ANYONE. Like at midnight you go STOMPING down the hallway past our bedroom as loud as possible, you shout and slam doors. You don’t care who you bother. Yet if anyone makes the tiniest noise while you’re trying to sleep, you jump down their throat.

I’ve had it up to here with you.