To my husband

there was a moment, a drop that overflowed the sink,

when I knew our marriage was over.

You click the pen at me while you balance the check book,

sighing loudly and asking what this 12.75 charge was.

We both have 9 to 5s,

and then I come home, cook dinner, and help the kids with their homework.

I am thinking of getting a second job so I can afford to pay for our vacation.

This was the moment between us being married

and then not, when I thought that I might be able to be happier.