I just had one of those weeks that is both lousy and great. I have been reflecting on how to respond to the lousy part. It is easy to make assumptions. I think when my feelings are hurt that 90% of the time it is due to an erroneous assumption. Assumptions are relationship killers. (almost) Every single time I have decided that my husband is an ass I have been wrong.
Once we had just gotten two kittens. As he reached down to pet one she hissed at him and tried to scratch him. “I am not going to live with a cat like that” he bellowed. “Oh great”, I thought, “now he wants to get rid of the cats”. What a jerk. Meanwhile he had gone and changed into a long-sleeved shirt and put on some gloves. He came back and picked up the kitten and began stroking her and cooing to her. “I am going to desensitize her to me,” he said. Sweet.