I Shouldn't Have To, But I Can
There were crumbs on the kitchen counter today as I prepared to make my lunch. Even though we no longer live in a place where crumbs lead to insects and rodents, it irked me.
Why should I have to work around your crumbs? Why should I need to clean up after you to make my lunch in peace?
And that's when I recalled how I wrecked my first marriage. And I remembered that I shouldn't have to clean up those crumbs, but I can. And when I do, I spend 3 seconds on the matter instead of ruminating about it for the next 3 hours, until I get to voice my complaint and ruin our evening together, too.
Instead, I'll get to enjoy whatever way my husband chooses to show his love for me, because he hasn't been scolded. Not bad for a 3-second investment in our marriage.