Marriage can be an odd thing, really. But after awhile it seems that marriage becomes an excuse to show off your worst side to your spouse.
When people are at work, engaged at their career, they try to be their best. Or at least I do. I want to be the smart person in the room. The person with the answers. The person that can drive the project to successful completion.
But some days are just hard. You get frustrated and angry at the people you work around. But you don’t release it, keeping in mind one must be “professional” whilst at work.
So what do you do? You take it home. You get home and feel “safe” so you complain to your spouse about your stupid co-workers and that stupid supplier that just can’t get it right.
We even dress better at work, then come home and change into grungy, or rather “comfortable” clothes.
In the meantime, your spouse has the opposite experience. They go to work, a building of people trying to put forward the best side. Then they come home to you – complaining, tired, hungry. Literally, you at your worst.
A comedian, I can’t remember who now, once said, “I thought people got married because they could no longer hold in their gas.” You wouldn’t fart on a date.
Is that what people want to come home to? A complaining, tired, farting spouse?
At some point, that has to take a toll on the relationship. At what point are you just failing to measure up to the better dressed, smart people at work your spouse see’s everyday?