Dear Ishmael,
Last night I just needed someone to talk to about how things had progressed with Alaina. Jeff decided to allow her to get up, put on pjs, and read a bedtime story . . .but didn't enforce my original point of brushing her teeth.
So I called female family members for emotional support.
Jeff heard me talking to Mimi about the situation . . .and I truly wasn't being a tattle-tale, I just needed someone with two XX chromosomes to hear and respond to my situation. Preferably someone who's 'been there and done that.'
But Jeff doesn't quite get that about the females of the species.
That's been a constant area of unhappy mention in our relationship since day one and frankly I don't see it changing.
So how do we reach a happy medium?
Anyway, this day can't get any rougher . . . I've been up since 4 am unable to sleep.
And by the time I made it to work I realized I had:
- Forgotten to put on deodorant
- Have the smell of Runza oozing out of every pore thanks to a stupid meal choice for last night.
- Forgot to change my broken glasses for contacts
- Forgot to bring shoes to wear other than my sneakers
Don't I sound like a pleasant person to be around today?
2 comments:
The last part made me laugh a little, I'm sorry...
J gets really mad when I call mom/sister and I don't if he's home any more, ever. Sometimes when he's gone I'll call for emotional support, but never in the moment.
When I'm stressed about something now, I usually just have to pen it in my real journal or pray. Or just watch something dumb on t.v. to totally change the subject.
But everything is worse when you're pregnant, huh??? I can remember that vividly!
So did they call the "gross police" to arrest you? Did you put white tape on your glasses to accent the break? I have had this dream so many times and no one notices but me. I agree with OM- don't let them hear you... they don't need to get it, they're guys!
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