Oh I forgot about something that happened on the weekend...
At one point is was when we first arrived at the hotel, it seamed like she hit a switch to try to destroy the good time error were having. She started complaining about everything with the room, location, temperature, time.
I didn't bite. I listened to her complaints, validated when necessary, even offered to go and have them switch out room because of all the 'problems' with it.
I was not going to let my night be ruined. After a little while longer, the conversations and fun wife found their way back to the forefront and the rest is history.
I can't tell you how many times I can remember where her shifts like that threw me into a tizzy where I felt I needed to fix it, or make it better or got sour that my efforts weren't good enough...I was not taking the bait
