reserved for technical problems.
He wanted to be competent.
And he was.
Around week seven, his company entered a major product launch.
His hours became longer.
He came home drained.
I understood.
I had spent years coming home after impossible shifts with almost nothing left.
But the difference between us slowly became obvious.
When I came home exhausted, June still needed to be fed.
Laundry still existed.
Mom still needed medication organized.
Life continued whether I had energy or not.
When Ethan came home depleted, he often behaved as though
