Marriage is so hard. I've been married to a wonderful person for 15 years. We've been best friends and have been doing well until recently. We moved across country for his work. He travels out of town every week, has had several promotions and raises, and gets to go to all of these cool events and meeting a lot of people. I have a hard time not feeling like a whiny brat stuck at home trying to juggle my career with the kids, cooking, and cleaning. When he comes home late tonight, I'm probably going to be a jerk to him for being at this golf thing all evening. I don't even care to know what it is, don't call or text me with cool pictures. I've been a personal play date for a 7 year old all day. These are your spawns too. When I don't drink, I don't want to be intimate. Then he takes it personal. Maybe if I rant a little here, he'll get less of it. Man, I'm cranky. But I'm sober on day 2.
Our husbands deserve to be honored this Sunday for sure. They've had to deal with us.