I'm fairly new to surrendering and thought I was doing well until I fell off the wagon last night.

I was waiting for my husband to come join me to bed and he said he needed 2 more minutes to finish an update on this computer. About 15 minutes pass and I hear him laughing at something from down in the man cave. I assume he's just browsing the internet and found something funny, so I yell, "So much for 2 minutes!"

I immediately regret it as he stomps up the stairs, defending himself about how he was almost done, his friend just sent him a funny picture, why do I have to get on his case, etc.

My first instinct was to defend myself and attack him for "always" keeping me waiting. But I stopped myself and said: "I'm sorry. I was wrong."

There was awkward silence for a moment, as if he had already been preparing his retort to my attack, but was blindsided by my apology. He actually looked at me like I had two heads, and I couldn't help but wonder, Am I actually that much of a bitch normally?

So although this story started with a fuck up, I'm grateful for the bit of newfound self-awareness and the fact that I was able to minimize what would have, in the past, been an hour long fight that would've ended with us going to bed pissed off instead of having sex and cuddling.