I've recently begun to toss around the word "hubicide." It's a term I coined a few weeks ago when I found myself saturated in pure frustration with my hubs. I guess the official definition, should Merriam-Webster ever allow it to be included in the dictionary, would be something along the lines of this: the killing of one husband by one wife. While I know I would NEVER commit such a terrible act, I think most wives have been able to relate to this thought process at one point in their marriage or another. They may have even fantasized about it. Flashes of hubicidal thoughts come and go as we wonder how he can't hear the baby crying or why the trash hasn't been carried to the curb for two weeks. Mostly, I speak figuratively about this and not truly about the reality of killing my husband. Well, maybe just killing off the annoying parts of his behavior!
The truth is though, God made men and women to be different. I'm not always sure why. But I'm sure they want to kill us sometimes too. I'll leave them to come up with their own word for that!
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