Ever have one of those days where no matter what you do it seems to be the wrong thing? How about a week of those days? Does doing the wrong thing at the wrong time beget more wrong doings?
Take this example from Easter Sunday. Easter baskets were prepared, but they weren't appreciated in the spirit given. All wrong. Easter dinner was being prepared, but one of the spouses wasn't going to be home in time for the dinner. The children, not wanting to wait for the big dinner, were taken to a restaurant, but when the spouse called finally on the way home, it appears that the money allocated for dinner for the children was specifically to be spent at a specific restaurant, and not the one chosen.
When the spouse did arrive home, the long awaited dinner was -- well, not what was wanted. Both spouses now a bit cranky, it soon is time for bed. But wait, one spouse is using the computer in the bedroom, when the other demands to know how long the computer will be on, because it is time for bed. Even in sleep, things aren't agreeable, as one spouse is hot, and the other is just right. Guess which spouse I was ...
