Well, I came home from work to find an empty house. I was all by my self until 7. I was trying to debate if I wanted to be here when they got home or to be off in never-never land. I didn't manage to escape. When they did get home, wife called 'Hi' as they entered and I yelled 'hi' back. Next thing I here is a whisper about she thinks I'm mad. It's about the only thing she seems to care about is if I'm in a mellow mood or if I'm in a mad mood. And she always assumes that I'm mad when a lot of the times I'm not, well not till recent that is. Then the next thing I'm told about is that Charter came to fix the On Demand for the rommie. Beth says that I had it hooked up wrong. Once again, my fault. Being hooked up backwards couldn't have been the whole reason because the splitter was replaced with a new one. Then she asks if I've eaten dinner yer. A little bit of a growl to her voice. I told her no and she headed off into the other room. I'm really starting to hate being around here!