So, this is a field report and also a reminder to myself to maybe do better in future! I think I see what I did wrong, but would really welcome suggestions as well.

This post kind of sums up what I will try to remember next time: https://www.reddit.com/r/RedPillWives/comments/4daxez/the_stfu_method/

Yesterday was kind of a bad day - Hubs had to leave early for a work thing so I woke a bit earlier than i'd like, then I took my daughter to a toy shop to buy presents for her cousin and she was helpful for a 4yo, but it wasn't as quick as I'd like it. Then we went to my MIL's house for her regular playdate and MIL was kind of snappy, maybe because we were a little late or maybe because she didn't like the toy choices, I don't really know, normally we get on OK. I went home to get chores done, a little bit irritated but trying to keep focus.

I get home and one of the jobs I wanted to do was a little bit of painting of our rabbit hutch to save hubs a job. I'd asked which paint was right, and hubs had said it was safe for rabbits. I thought i'd check so I tipped the tub to read the side. In our kitchen. And the lid wasn't secure. About a cup of wood stain splashes all down the cupboard and fridge, and onto the new wood floor :(

So I spend over an hour or so cleaning this up, and am completely fed up. I do the painting, I change my clothes, I get the other chores done, and feel so rubbish I just flop onto the sofa in a grump, about 5pm. Shortly after which, Husband comes home early!

Normally he's home like 6:30-7, and I'd be overjoyed to have him home early (especially with daughter not back til 7), but today I am all the grumpiness and in my big hoodie and just having settled with the laptop on me. So I'm all, "urg today sucked so bad" and just unload on him and don't get up for a hug or anything, cos I kinda resented that trying to help him had made my day worse. He does the "uh huh, yes, ok, ah that sucks" listening thing whilst I vent and goes to get himself some food (he missed lunch because he was on trains or in meetings). He sits next to me and I grump for a bit then finally ask him how his day went.

It turns out his day went awesome, and he'd worked out some cool engineering-model-thingy, got lots of credit and even got me a gift from a really nice chocolate shop on the way back from head office to celebrate. If I'd not been crabby I would have got all the hugs and ace chocolates and his enthusiasm would have made me all loving and happy, and we'd have had time to ourselves as well. As it was, I did get some of that, but because I'd prioritised moaning it was a bit less than it could have been.

So yeah. Next time i have a crappy day I will try to put him first and see what happens and not vent straight away, because most of the stuff that bugged me wasn't important (and I should have asked if he wanted a drink or food, not sat there like a lump!)