Last night my wife woke me at some ungodly hour asking for a glass of water.
I reminded her that as the primary breadwinner I needed my
sleep more than she did and rolled over.
She asked again, so I grabbed my bible and showed her the
passage stating that she had to submit to me.
She pointed out that she was thirsty, so I spent an hour doing
some internet research and found that the probability of her dying was small,
especially because I had a humidifier running.
She kept asking, so I accused her of
being disrespectful, divisive and, selfish.
She retorted with something about my responsibility to love her
and I was appalled. I reminded her that
I say “I love you” every morning before I go to work.
She muttered about my selfishness She had obviously forgotten that I
spend half an hour a week helping at the kid’s sports. I suggested that she repent of her moral
superiority.
I finally got back to sleep despite her noisy sobbing.
This morning she said she wants a divorce.
I think she is going to hell.
