As We Enter The Difficult Season in Book Four: Ichi-no-Tani 2017

I hope everyone had an excellent Thanksgiving! At least… if you’re in the States. I know that is a rather ethno-centric comment considering an international audience.

But, of course, this time of year means VERY different things for my wife and I now. Before, when we were both working retail, this time of year was difficult and exhausting and we simply felt the pain together. But no more.

This year, I have Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday off.
This year, Wife has to work Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.

And thus the character flaw/deficiency becomes much more clear.
Instead of being happy that her stressed out husband has a few days to catch his breath....
Instead of being indifferent as she/I have no power over our schedules…
She is viciously jealous.

She was outright furious that my family would include her in the Thanksgiving Group text. Never mind that the text said “Happy (Wife)’s folks accepted the invitation to dinner! Hope (Wife) can come next year!!! We love you!”
Nope. She was upset as it was a reminder of what she missed.
Never mind that the parents sent home an entire PLATE of Thanksgiving dinner because “they were thinking about her and wished so strongly that she could be with us all.”
Nope. She was upset as it was a reminder of what she missed.

Then there was this evening.

I have been playing Skyrim since I started in Tiny Town. I played it on my broken X-Box in Tiny Town and received the PS4 update last Christmas. It is one of the few games that, due to it being a dedicated single player game, I have a chance at getting 100% on. So… in my free time… I play it.
Wife came home tonight… angry that I was playing a video game. Despite this being a day off for me. Wife was livid, furious that her 5 year old laptop didn’t start the instant she clicked the mouse. So she stormed off into another room. I tried to help. Bad idea. I finally said, “Even the newer laptop that is just for me is super slow at starting up. Though… that is likely due to the porn.”
Bad joke. Wife exploded as to why I watch “SO MUCH PORN”. I shouldn’t have retaliated but I’m only human. I snapped back, “If we had sex more than once a month, if that, I probably wouldn’t need to!” To which she retorted, “If my husband wasn’t such a blob, maybe we’d have sex more often!”

I don’t hold it against her. Partially because I saw photos from Thanksgiving and feel somewhat okay with how I look right now. But I know that her anger and frustration is borne from her work situation. But it sucks. And it isn’t fair. My work situation is shit, too. I do something about it. Or I suck it up. Her work situation has “been shit” since we met. She’s never done anything about it. She is incapable of sucking it up.

I love her. Dearly. Desperately. And she is incredibly sexually attractive to me. She is my wife and I am PROUD to say that. But… when she is in a foul mood… it is certainly something she “shares” with those who care about her.