The shit tests have been getting fewer and further between, but I just got hit with a pretty major one: the whine test. This has been one of the worst ones she’s hit me with over the years of our marriage – and always the one I’ve flunked most egregiously.
Tonight I waded my way through pretty well. I’d call it a good A-. Then I just walked away. And like many predicted, she came to me afterward looking for physical attention – and in a pretty darn good mood. Definitely a major improvement from me lying awake all night wondering why the fuck she’s so upset, as my beta-tude just made her more and more so.
