Harumph

It's hard to blog when you're in a bad mood. I'd much rather just sit here and sulk about the mean thing I said to my wife. Of course the fact that I instantly regretted it doesn't help. And of course, I should have apologized right then, but that would have ruined a perfectly good storm out. It was good too. I rattled doors and windows and everything.

I know the instant I go and apologize, all will be made right in the world. But still I sit here, typing away. I don't know why I have to be so hard headed sometimes. I really don't know everything, despite whatever claims you may have heard (said by me) to the contrary. The real problem is my wife is just as hard headed as I am, and of course that means that neither of us can admit when we're wrong, and things just blow up from there. I would like to think that I have my moments of humility, however. As a matter of fact, I think I'll go have one right now.