A long time ago when my wife was my girlfriend and we were LIVING IN SIN, a tradition was born. I'd like to now share it with you all.
I came home from work one day and found her in front of the computer. I said "Hello," and she barely grunted back. I don't even think she looked up.
Half-jokingly I responded, "Okay, we're gonna try this again." I walked out the front door and came back in a few moments later…
"STEVIE'S HOME, STEVIE'S HOME!!! YAY!!!" was the new over-the-top cheer I was greeted with. It was accompanied by a hug and kisses. And I loved it.
What began as a joke quickly became an ongoing practice that continues to this day in our house: The person who is home first must make a small fuss when the other person gets there.
Does it sound silly? Yes. Do I promise that it will set the tone for a nicer evening just about every time you do it? Yes.
The world is full of douchebags, guys. Take 3 seconds out of your precious day to make a fuss over each other. Do it like you mean it. Do it as a goof. Just do it a lot.
I'm promise you'll be glad you did.
And for those of you without a significant other/spouse at home, get a dog. Pretty much the same thing.