My Husband Said I Wasn’t ‘Good Enough’ and Hired A Woman To Train Me – He Never Expected the Lesson I Had for Him

I clenched my jaw, staring out the window to keep from snapping. But Chad wasn’t done. “Why don’t you try harder? I mean, how hard can it be to keep things neat when you get home before me?”

The comparisons kept coming. Every day brought a new jab. “Jamie’s house is always perfect. Jamie makes fresh bread from scratch. Jamie always looks so polished.”

He’d say this while tossing his dirty socks just shy of the laundry basket or leaving his plates wherever he ate.

One evening, he came home and started inspecting the house like a picky landlord. He ran his finger along the windowsill and scowled. “You missed a spot, April. Are you even trying?”

I looked up from my laptop, barely holding back my irritation. “Seriously, Chad?”Continue reading…