So, this evening after work, I walked in the front door of our house to be greeted by the smell of a tasty and satisfying dinner ready to placed on the table. So ready in fact, that my wife was plating it up before I even had my shoes off.
When my wife cooks dinner during the week, we usually eat in the 5:30-6:00 range, giving me 15-45 minutes to 'decompress' after coming home...kick of my shoes, and visit important websites before dinner. Sometimes, I'll even get a hug from my girls too.
When faced with a hot and filling meal waiting for me, how did I respond? By flipping my wife a load of poop about how 'now I don't have time to kick back for a minute before dinner.' I was trying to be at least half-funny, but that funny part missed the target, the woman who had been in the kitchen for half-an-hour, by a country mile.
Did I mention that tonight is the evening before my 11-year Wedding Anniversary? To a woman I have repeatedly called the Most Amazing Woman in the World? And I had the gall to flip her even minor amounts of crap for having dinner WAITING for me when I get home?
I could blame it on the 2 hours I spent in a dentists chair this morning, or the 5 hours I spent in my chair at work after the dentist appointment, but those are lame excuses to deflect from the truth...
Sometimes, I can be an idiot.
Anyway...luckily, the damage was minor...no knock-down-drag-out fight, just a few minutes discussing the hurt which I had levied upon her...and nothing I didn't deserve.
Something to work on before our 12th Anniversary, I guess.