Here we are, on a Thursday evening. Both a little quiet, save for coughing fits. He,watching football, me, reading. The book – The Marriage Benefit.
I think to myself, how I could try to work harder on things. I could make this better. I could work enough for both of us. I’m too hard on my husband. I should be kinder, more generous, able to overlook problems…
He fell into the window.
Back to bitch in two seconds flat.