Ugh! So I call to find out how his first cataract went....great. Yay! I then ask when he suspects he'll be home since I am (stupidly) cooking him a celebratory dinner. Yeah......they're going out to celebrate the "pooping of their cataract cherries." He's not sure when he'll be home. Whatever. It's fucking bullshit. Guess Daegan and I are eating alone....again.....remind me why I followed him to this shithole?