Last night I was awakened from a dead sleep by my husband kissing me. I am the kind of sleeper where the slightest touch or sound will instantly jolt me awake with an adrenaline rush on full red alert.
So it went something like this:
WWWWAAaaaaadoyouwant?!! Are you ok? Do you need something? ( That’s me.)
No. I’m good now. ( him)
This morning as we got ready for our respective jobs, I tease
Him about the kiss.
Admit it! Admit that you like kissing me! ( me)
(Him) No.Thats not it at all. lets ask Bella what happened!
(Bella is our dog)
Bella can’t speak. (Me)
Exactly. See she says nothing so nothing happened ( him)
Sometimes I wish he would be one of those guys who will tell a girl how much he loves her…..well I guess he is telling me that with his actions……but sometimes….I wish he would use words.
Some people I know like to pick on me & say “You always have to dress up no matter where your going.”
In ATL, if a woman is dressed nicely, a guy will not only open the
door for her, he will open the door for her while she is 3 ft away and will stand there holding it open until she finally gets to the door and walks through.
If that same woman walks by the same guy wearing a hoodie & pajama bottoms, he will shut the door in her face.
I am so taken for granted in our relationship.
He always says the meanest things when he gets in a mood.
“Whether I want you or not your all I’ll ever have.”
“I’d be happier alone.”
But then…….. when he gets excited about something who does he come running to share it with?
If only I suddenly became deaf and could only see his actions and not hear any words. My heart would hurt less.
L fell down a couple days ago skateboarding & his hand is all scraped up. Last night I saw him covering his wounds with a papertowl & some tape. I asked if he had any bandages & he said no, so this morning I broght him some bandaids, gauze & med tape. I hope this doesn’t start any rumors.