Monday, April 21, 2008

Morning.

The Worst:

I was resentful when my husband asked for a ride to the clinic this morning.

The Best:

I told him that I'd give him a ride today, but that if he needed a ride in the future, he'd have to wait until I was already awake and that I wouldn't get up early for him. It feels good to compromise. We can both be happy.

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