One of mine that I haven’t seen mentioned is uncontrolled angry outbursts. And not necessarily just aimed at me. When W goes off on one of her rants about how irresponsible, unappreciative and generally worthless the kids are, I’m completely repulsed. The repulsion endures long after the rant ends too.
The animals are another. I feel compelled to state again that I like animals as well as the next guy. It’s not the animals that turn me off, it’s W’s obsession with them. It’s having our lives revolve around them. It’s W’s placing the animals above our children, not to even mention above me.
