For Worse

Over this lovely weekend, I watched my husband, the man I CHOSE to spend the rest of my life with, try to turn on a tv while holding the power cord. We mounted it in our moddler's bedroom in anticipation of her new bunk bed arriving. As he was standing there trying to program the remote, he was getting frustrated that it would not turn on. He was standing there with the remote in one hand and the power cord in the other. This quarantine is wearing on us all. Is that what the "for worse" part of my vows covered? He's supposed to be the mentally stable one. God help us all.