Fuck 'em they'll come back for more

Happy fuckin' Valentine's Day, E-word. My wife is in a sour mood and she's taking it out on me, and for some stupid reason I decided to call her on it and now we're both in shitty moods. I'm an idiot. You know, I always stress the fact that it's important to pick the right battles, and here I am picking the absolute wrong battle. El is so busy right now, I can't really even call her back to apologize, because she'll be stressed out by my call.

It wasn't a half bad day, all things considered, until now. Just going through the same old motions. I did call El much more often today, but I didn't think it was a problem. One of her co-workers complained to her boss that her phone was ringing too much, which firstly worried El and also got her annoyed at me. I didn't know I had done anything wrong. I felt really embarrassed when she told me this.

I hate it. I broke I think a cardinal rule of being in a relationship. If I want things to work, one of us has to take the conciliatory route. Neither of us is necessarily wrong here, but causing things to escalate is really dumb, and I did that today. There was no reason except for my pride being hurt a little bit. No good reason.

Toe