She'll Probably Kill Me for Saying This Publicly

Sometimes I get home to find that Nancy has already scheduled out my evening for me. Sometimes it's the weekend, or several consecutive evenings to come. In any case, there is a long list of things I should be doing and it rarely includes the things I think I should be doing. We usually get around it by arguing about it and, in the end, I tend not to get anything done. Not the stuff she wants. Not the stuff I want.

That's a compromise, right? When nobody gets what they want?

One does feel a certain loss of control over one's own life at times like these.

Most of my married friends all tell me their wives do that, too, so I know I'm not alone.

It's a bit disheartening at times, but tonight her plans for me include seeing some good friends I don't often get to see. So, this is a FTW moment.