Yes, I still make them.
Mistakes.

We can make a mistake, realize it, and learn from it.
Or we can pout.

Maybe a little of both, but we always learn from our bad judgement calls.

One that I just experienced last night; I have always tried to be a good wife.  Lately I have tried to be a very exceptional wife, being that now I work from home, writing and taking care of our little doggie.  When I had a PT appointment yesterday afternoon, my husband assumed that I would be going to dinner with my Mom, while I assumed I needed to be back at home making dinner because hey, my husband has to eat also, and since I am trying to be such a good wife- I should cook, right?  Oops- that apparently wasn’t the plan.  Matt went out for pizza with his coworkers to watch the Nats game, and came home at like 730.

#Dinnerfail

At least there’s a lesson that can be learned from it…
…..wait, what was the lesson?

Maybe I should be focusing on myself rather than trying so hard to be considerate.

At least Matt was considerate enough to bring home some pizza.