Sad Secret

Before I get to the secret, the criticism continues.

Today I was cleaning the inside of my car. Mr. D came out, looked at the hand-vac I was using and said, "Why are you using that piece of crap?" "Did you get back here yet?" "It doesn't even look like you did this spot here."

He asked me to clean his watch. I cleaned it. He picks it up and says, "Did you even clean this?"

I feel like he's a jerk today.

This is such a sorry secret. I was listening to the radio and a woman called in, saying she'd been married for 18 years and "love him more today than I did yesterday" and so on. I know that's how I should feel. But I don't.

I think I love him less than I used to.

I wonder if he feels the same way too.