"All I need is some space!". This was told with a plea and urgency in his voice but we were about to go out that night(the very first one after a loooong time)so I didn't argue. It was Valentine's Day and there was no need to be so dramatic therefore I stayed calm. I knew this issue would come again one day but with a growing family he should understand. I felt sorry for him.
During the first few months in our new house, everything went smoothly. He had what he wanted but eventually we invaded it. This wasn't intentional it's just that we have a limited one. Thinking that it was alright, I kept on putting the girls'stuff and sometimes mine beside his. Well, I'm talking about storage.