Mountains are not molehills

Wives are funny sometimes. Even when you try to help, they get made at you or blame you for the most inconceivable things. But, just like mothers say, these arguments are child's play. They amount to nothing. All they cause is stress, hurt feelings, and frustration, none of which needs to be there at all.

Ten years. That's how long I've known my wifey, whom I love to the very depths of my heart. So it bewilders me to try and understand how such a small grain of sand to me can seem like a boulder to her. How can she get so mad about nothing? Where is all of this coming from anyway?

I was wrong in that I didn't do what I said I would do, but the only reason I didn't do it was because my wifey did it first. We have an understanding, or at least I thought we did, that when I have a chance on the weekends, I would do various chores around the house that I normally don't do. She did one of them while I was out and I got mad at her for not leaving it for me to do. Is something wrong with me for wanting to help my wifey when I can? Or should it the way she says that whoever is there should do it? Maybe we're both wrong and maybe we're also both right.

It doesn't matter. My wifey and I are not close right now because of this silliness. I want us to be close again. But she takes way too long to "let it go." She's a negativty magnet and its not healthy for either of us. Nor is it a healthy environment for our daughter to live in. This is such a ridiculous thing to argue about, on the only day I have to spend with my family. Sunday, my day of rest. I don't want there to be this kind of bickering over nothing.

We're better than this. We can promise to try to be better for ourselves and for each other. I didn't make my vows of marriage lighty. I know this time will pass and my wifey will come to her senses. Things always work themselves out if we believe in and honor that promises we made. Its an evolution of our humanity and our marriage. We both need some more growing up do, I suppose.