So there's been more troubles at the Reeves Ranch.
I haven't been myself lately. I've had a really short lately, and I've been snapping at Heather frequently. I hate myself when I do that. I've also been very sarcastic when I don't mean, even as much as I hate sarcasm. I'm ashamed at my actions, and I wish I was doing better. I'm contemplating leaving work early to go to church to pray.
I don't consider myself terribly religious, but it always seems to help settle my soul when I talk with God, and I'm in a terrible tempest here.
I don't know if my actions are rubbing off on Heather, or vice versa, but her fuse is just as short as mine, and we alternate between being mad at each other and holding each other on the couch. I feel like that guy in the AT&T commercial that stands in his wife's meeting holding up the big sign that says "I'm sorry" and "I'm an idiot". The first time I saw that commercial, I turned to Heather and said "That's us".
Heather, I don't think you even read my website, but I'm really sorry if I've been a jerk lately. I'm really trying to be better. I'm trying to be a better husband, a better daddy. Thank you for being the better person and putting up with me while I try. I love you.
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