Still avoiding the dishes

I'm so tired today and do NOT want to do that sink of dirty dishes that is STILL taunting me from the kitchen sink. Ugh. Walking into a very messy kitchen first thing in the morning is, well, just very depressing. It makes me feel like a really big slob. I should be down there doing them right now.
However, I'm pooped and stressed. It's Tuesday. Tuesday is 2 days before Thursday. Thursday is gonna STINK. Thursday is the day before Friday. Friday is gonna STINK. I am not willing to say why, but any prayers that people are willing to offer up for me on those days would be much appreciated. I'm going to need a very good attitude those days, that's all I'm gonna say. Pray that the Lord will be with me and help me maintain a good attitude. Okay?
I'm pooped because last night was one of those marital discussion nights. We seem to have a LOT of those in the few months following a trip, which, sadly, is very frequent as we seem to be always either getting over a trip or preparing for one....or in the middle of one. I think people want to make it appear as if they have perfect marriages, like they don't fight and are always understanding of one another's needs. I think a "good" marriage is quite the opposite because I believe that the nature of marriage has a very irritating tendency of showing us our flaws and areas of extreme selfishness. We then have a choice. We can choose to work through things, to show compassion and ask for compassion in turn, or we can choose feed our selfish nature. I just don't think you can have it both ways. It seems like it is only through this gruelling process that we are allowed to, slowly over time, actually achieve real unity and be able to feel and show true love and affection for one another. I mean, is that thing we feel in the beginning of a relationship really love??? I would say that, in many cases, it is not. What we feel is perhaps a part of love, the nice "high" of emotion that we get from love. True love, however, is being willing to sacrifice ourselves for another. How many of us are willing to do that? How many of us would allow our partners to tell them their deepest, darkest shame and be willing to show acceptance and compassion? Holy cow, quite often I am not even able to show compassion in even the small things. On top of that, how often are we willing to humble ourselves and confess our deepest shame to our partners? How often are we even willing to admit it to ourselves?
Anyway, that's where my mind is this morning. I'm gonna head to the gym and lift some weights now.