how to cope with a stressed husband
a few years ago,i broke into my own house. i had just driven home, it was around midnightin the dead of montreal winter, i had been visiting my friend,jeff, across town, and the thermometer on the front porchread minus 40 degrees -- and don't bother askingif that's celsius or fahrenheit, minus 40 is where the two scales meet -- it was very cold. and as i stood on the front porchfumbling in my pockets, i found i didn't have my keys. in fact, i could see themthrough the window, lying on the dining room tablewhere i had left them. so i quickly ran aroundand tried all the other doors and windows, and they were locked tight. i thought about calling a locksmith --at least i had my cellphone, but at midnight, it could take a whilefor a locksmith to show up, and it was cold. i couldn't go back to my friendjeff's house for the night because i had an early flightto europe the next morning, and i needed to getmy passport and my suitcase. so, desperate and freezing cold, i...