Hey Goat Gal. Glad to hear everything is ok and there were no sewer gas explosions!
I hear you about the difficulty taking responsibility for their actions. I think for some people (men, especially? don't want to stereotype, though), it's really really hard to admit fault. Like, it somehow equates with being a bad person or a total failure. So, they end up getting defensive, or projecting, or trying to shift the blame everywhere else.
I would have been a much happier W if my H had just once in a while been able to look at me, and offer a sincere, "You know, hon, I really screwed up. I'm so sorry." Instead, he usually muttered, "Fine."
