What a difference a day makes......
I want to clear some things up. I am great. I am happy. I'm just a little PO ed at my husband right now. It happens. This too will pass.
Men and women are different creatures.
One of the things that I realized this morning is that I just haven't been taking enough time to be me, not mom, or boss, or wife etc, but just me.
So I phoned my friends, Thelma and Louise and we did a wonderful morning/afternoon lunch. My cheeks hurt from laughing, my heart is filled with love again.
My friends do that for me. I do it for them.
My husband is safe, I have saved the arsenic for another day, I mean purpose. ( I embelish! he never was in danger)
Thank you blogpals for your thoughts, suggestions and hugs.
W3, I was tempted to put a No Boys Allowed sign up, but your comments were filed for further dissection
We are different. The double X's and the X whys, I mean XY's . I know that.
I just forget sometimes.
Sunny day, sunny heart.
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You have much to be happy about, Hope. Glad you posess the ability to remind yourself. My comment was only meant to reflect my personal experience, which is all I have to offer you.
When I'm upset with my wife and believe she has been neglecting me or perhaps has not been as attentive with me as she should be, I eventually am forced to look inward and almost always find that I play a bigger role in her behavior towards me than I am inclined to believe initially. But that's me, it wasn't intended as a projection, but rather as a reflection. You're pretty good at that anyways.
Glad that you are feeling better!
I am so glad things are going better. I think I put myself in your shoes with my comments. When I get upset at him it is often that everything else is so much more important than me. Which is just silly because well I am an adult. Oh well..
W3 You are a pretty smart x why
Mysti :all is well, I can get dramatic, my husband is right
Oshee: your shoes fit me!
Seriously, it's impossible not to get upset at times with these people who share our lives and homes.
We have so much invested that we lose sight of the forest for the trees. A cliche, but one that happens to fit, I think.
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