When I come in from the fish room, my wife would immediately ask me "ok!, so what died".... Did'nt even realise that what goes on in the fish room, actually dictates how I subsequently address myself, but did some thinking, and yes..... If all is well out there, I'm my cheerful self, But if things are not going "my way",..... I'm as grumpy as hell!!.
It's understandable. Our hobby is our passion and if our fish gets sick, we feel misrable as well. Fish energizes me and makes me happy, but it depletes my energy when things go wrong or when I see fish being mistreated.
