Am I the crazy one?

Tonight, I'm sad. Asked my husband if he wanted to go for a walk as my day was spent at 3 doctors appointments today, and I needed to wind down.

I have a pup he has been training, and I've walked a few times. Tonight, the pup wasn't cooperating with me, and I admit I get anxiety because I know I will get criticized for something Im doing wrong. Sure enough, it happened, and I told him I and the pup were walking home alone. He left my car down where it was parked, and I had to walk back to get it after I was already home. Childish, he had the keys. I am so over it.

P.S. he has an immune disorder, and I am his caregiver. I do everything.

Cook , clean, appointments

everything that has to do with the household. We are retired and tired. I needed to vent.