Worked eleven hours under stress and came home and walked the dog, played with Him and drank ginger ale, corresponded with my daughter and we both vented and laughed together, got in pjs, and watched an interesting show on Public TV while snuggling with the dog, and meditated.
As opposed to: working eleven hours, being angry and feeling victimized, stopping at the liquor store, pouring the drink as I walk in the door and only then throwing the dog in the yard, yelling at him, dragging him in, watching stupid TV while sending drunk angry texts to people until I pass out in my clothes.