I don't feel good. I really didn't feel good last night, and I don't feel so hot so far today. I'm not going to elaborate on why, but I'm a girl-type person, so it shouldn't really be a stretch of the imagination.
Last night, I did not really want to be touched, looked at or spoken to. I managed to interact with, love on and not act like I resented the presence of my kids, which I didn't, and never do. This gets taken out on Corey. So I told him early that I was really only interested in finding something to fight with him about, and so maybe he should only pat me on the head and tell me I'm pretty for the rest of the night.
AND THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT HE DID! He would respond if I generated conversation with him, but otherwise every so often he would rub my head and tell me I was wonderful and/or pretty and he loved me very much. It was so delightful, not that I delighted in anything last evening, but today, I'm very appreciative.
I think we're going to be good at this marriage thing, by the way.
Self-preservation is my most powerful instinct. Tugging on a tiger's tail will get you nothing but pain...
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