Husbands Anon has discovered the "little way," whether he knows it or not:
I have discovered the secret to being an adult: Deny your childish urges. I used to think of myself as fairly sophisticated, but as I catch glimpses of myself in action, I realize that that is not the case.
An example: I usually make everyone’s sandwiches for the day. Why is it, that I catch myself trying to select the ‘best sandwich’, and label it mine? The one with the extra half slice of cheese, or the extra-thick spread? How stupid and selfish is that? The solution, of course, is to either select the best sandwich and make sure that Neen gets it, or else try and choose the best one for myself subliminally.
If I pick two plates out of the cupboard, and one has a slight smear of dried food that escaped the washing up, I can no longer keep the clean one for myself. I have to either use the slightly dirty one myself, or put it in the sink.
He kind of makes fun of himself for having these thoughts, but that’s the way to do it. Of course, it’s better if you don’t advertise to the world what you’re up to.