Warning signs

She didn't look very happy at bedtime last night. I asked her if she was okay. She said no, she was tired of me getting mad at her all the time. I apologized and said the grocery store pushed all my buttons and I'd try to do better. She said if I would only let her drive, she would gladly go back to doing the grocery shopping by herself. Then, while I thought we were still on the grocery issue, she switched to a mailer we received about an early-onset support group that is starting up, claiming that she had told me about it and I hadn't done anything to follow up. The facts are that I found out about the support group, talked to the people who are doing it, requested more information, told her about it and then when the letter came, she opened it and didn't tell me about it for several days. Then this morning I walked into a scuffle between her and Adam, as she was taking away the gel pens we bought for him at the grocery store last night. She claimed that he was taking her pens. I told her they were his. She reluctantly gave him three of the four pens and tried to keep one for herself. Then she turned on me and asked, "Well didn't we buy pens for me last night?" What am I to say? No, we didn't. She left the room in a huff, but was okay when she came back about 20 minutes later.