Well, I am having a backsliding moment. We had been in a good groove up until last nite, when he went out and did not adhere to our agreed upon rule to call if we are out later than 11. He came home at 11:45 to be exact, before turning into a pumpkin or something, without a care in the world. I confronted him without getting upset ( my thanks to Schnarch here) and reminded him what I expected of him and that in doing otherwise, I take it as a sign of disrepect, especially in the context of trying to improve the marriage. He couldn't understand why I was busting his chops over 45 minutes, but eventually backed down and apologized. Today I am in a weird space...the whole thing is reminiscent of years past when he acted in adolescent ways and turned me into "mean mommy", which was one of the factors that lead to my declining sexuality. The challenge for me today is to not allow this episode to color the progress we have made; in other words, I can't stay stuck in this. J
