Password

I've now set the alarm off at work the past two weekends. Well, actually tonight Tom did but on my bad memory. He went in tonight after he left work to collect the trash for pick-up tomorrow, one of my duties. When the phone rang and there were sirens going off- my heart sank. I so knew the password, or I thought I did. The security company called and he gave them the password for them to set it off. Something I did remember to give him just in case. So the alarm eventually went off and Tom called my boss to let him know it was just him. And to get the correct password. I feel so horrible!! Absolutely horrible. I'm a horrible wife. I hope I don't get lectured tomorrow at work. I don't think I've ever felt this bad about something with Thomas. I just need to go to bed.