My friend Grim reminded me today of a story a professor of mine told. I'm starting to get to that point in my blog, after over 800 posts...that I can't always remember what I have written, and I can't always find it even if I search. So I hope that I haven't written this before, or that if I have, you have forgotten it. :P
This professor said that a husband and wife came in for counseling. After discussing their problems for some time, the therapist came to the conclusion that the husband was a real jerk. He asked to talk with the wife privately. When they were alone, he said, "How can you live with him?" The wife said, "Every morning I get his breakfast ready and I see him off to work. Then I go upstairs and watch out the window and wave as he drives away. As soon as I see his car drive around the corner, I go in the bathroom, get his toothbrush and swish it in the toilet."