When you’ve been GC’ing your new house, doing the finish work, and after 18 mths. you have to move in, even though the floors aren’t down, there are no interior doors, and no trim (but hey we have heat, lights, and indoor plumbing!), your wife my say some really interesting things.
One of my favorites from a couple weeks ago: “You are not capable of doing this! I don’t know why you ever thought you were in the first place!”
And the most recent, from this morning (we’re in the middle of moving): “I don’t like you, and I don’t love you! In fact, I think I hate you! What I ought to do is have you committed to a mental institution!”
Of course she feels bad afterwards, and apologizes, and I think she means it….. maybe not. She really is the sweetest woman in the world, most of the time.