Sometimes I forget that I don’t live alone. I have a wife. I have kids. I love them. I need to share that love with them. I really do. I know who I am. I know what makes me tick. But when I live with others, that goes out a window. I don’t live just for myself.
One of my bad sides is obsessing about the little things. Like house cleanliness. My wife does a great job keeping the house clean. She does. And I worry about having it clean after I come from work. That is not accpetable. I can do better than that.
I had a few disagreements with my wife yesterday. I made her cry. I feel awful. All about the little things that don’t even matter.
She takes things personally as well. But I can only control what I do and say and I could have done better.
But the takeaway is bigger. We need to be talking about our differences and how we resolve that. We need to spread our expectations. I need to be more supportive as well. Time after work is for me to spend with my kids and wife. Nothing more is more important.