I fucked up

D and I had a good talk last night.  We are doing much better today.  I am still hurting from the incident, especially the threat to walk out, but I am confident time will heal the wounds.  I talked about the day in my men's group and they all agreed that I fucked up.  I guess I am so used to getting my way I forget that many woman have far less tolerance for their husband's bullshit than D does. I apologized to D and took responsibility for my thoughtlessness.  I guess we will have to see how things go the next time I am away from her.