Note the moment in time I lose my mind

I had to leave work early today to be home while our windows were getting screens. I had to continue working (technically I still am, I just needed a "holy crap I've lost my mind" break). I'm carrying on a conversation with my boyfriend to make sure he knows what is going on, and at the same time trying to help the workers, all while trying to update a report database/edit stuff. Please do note the actual point in the conversation in which I lose my mind.

 silly:  nice!

cheaper that way I assume

hell, we could've done that in that case, but what do they charge?

 Sent at 3:02 PM on Wednesday

 me:  eh don't know. too lazy to worry about it to be honest. I have to edit this report. considering how long we have put off making screans I have no faith in us actually doing it

 silly:  yeah, that's fine. I want it done. especially that one.

had we known, we probably could've gotten that done a long time ago. actually putting the screen in is easy.

 me:  well, we need to rescreen the sliding screen door.

 silly:  yeah, just have to either get anti-pet screen or a metal thing first

otherwise she's just going to eat it again

 me:  we also need someone to fix the springs in the windows...did gordon ever call you back about that?

 silly:  nope.

I need to call him, just have to find time. ugh.

and need to figure out the fan control situation.

 me:  we also need the part for the door and the part for the floor

 silly:  yep.

 me:  i think there were more

 Sent at 3:06 PM on Wednesday

 silly:  think that's all that was left for him for now. we also have that fan we could try to put in the guest room, though there's a small chance I could do it without dying.

 Sent at 3:07 PM on Wednesday

 me:  I was rhyming. I'm not listening unless it rhymes with "floor, door, and more," you whore

At this point my boyfriend catches on and plays along...

 

 silly:  you are very mean and your games are a bore .

 Sent at 3:11 PM on Wednesday

 me:  only because when losing you're sore

 Sent at 3:17 PM on Wednesday

 silly:  as can be attested to by many volumes of lore.

 Sent at 3:25 PM on Wednesday

 me:  do these volumes account for the fact that when you sorely lose you roar?

 Sent at 3:27 PM on Wednesday

 silly:  I think you are confusing that for when I sleep - I snore.

 Sent at 3:29 PM on Wednesday

 me:  are you sure that's not the sound of wild boar?

 Sent at 3:36 PM on Wednesday

 

Then he just stops...