You’re tired. You’ve worked your ass off to finish early and get home at a reasonable time.
You walk through your front door – thinking about kicking your shoes off and relaxing with a cold beer – and SHE’s standing there; her arms crossed and a scowl on her face. “AHG!” you think to yourself, “NOW what’d I do?”
Sound familiar? For many guys – including a few here at the 4th Stage – this is way too familiar.