A Blue Funk

I don't even know what blue funk means, but it sounds like i feel. Hubby came home Sunday evening around 10pm. Angel was not yet asleep, hoping that she would still be awake when he got home and we let her downstairs to sit with us. I had to send his brother to go and get him as Monster was out cold when Hubby was finally allowed to leave the hospital. He had his procedure sunday morning, everything went really well. While he was gone, i got all the things done that i mean to do and the stuff that he normally does. It felt great! He has been home for two days, and i don't want to do anything. I do not have motivation to do anything around the house with him here. I have no idea why that is. I feel like he monitors my phone calls, internet time, and i feel like he is criticizing me all the time. Most of this is not true, so why do i feel like this? He honestly doesn't care what i get up to during the day but i don't feel like i can be me and i find this exhausting and cannot wait for him to go back to work. only three more months to go. i thought it would be nice to have him home for 9 months, but i am counting down til he goes back. This is one of the weeks of the summer that i do not have anything planned, and i am feeling at a loss. like i just do not know what to do with myself. I even went for a walk this morning hoping it would help. it is too hot..... i am going to try and find something to do with myself....