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Oh please
Oh please I'm sick. Had to leave work on Friday due to nausea and vomiting. Vomiting is over just feel shitty now. Today is NFL day. I'm just not one for football, or any other sport where men/women are paid million/billions of dollars to play. They are idolized by the public, why I just can't fathom. OK rants over. It goes with the rest if the story. My guy loves guy things, football, had to watch deer hunting on TV this morning, then some drifting race thing. Meanwhile I play a word game on his I phone. He's going to watch the game with his bro. He takes a bath, starts putting on his clothes and comes flying out of the bedroom having a temper tantrum cause he can't find his blue jeans. He's going thru the hamper, looking in the dryer and washer. "have you seen my jeans?" I haven't been looking for your jeans. I get up off the couch, walk into the closet, flip thru the hangers and find the jeans. I walk into the living room and toss them to him. "where were they?" In the closet. "how come I didn't see them?" Like I know. Now quit having your baby fit. I was at another's blog a lil while ago. He said women are irrational when it comes to relationships. Maybe so. He ponders why women give up more easily on relationships than men do. Maybe because we're tired of taking care of men who can't find their own bluejeans and blame us for it. |
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I hope you are feeling better soon. Take care of yourself. Please feel free to drop by my blog to say hi. Linda xxx
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I can never find stuff in my wardrobe either, even when I know it's there. I think there are some little fairies that live in my wardrobe and take great delight in hiding the clothes that I want to wear... Either that or I've got too many clothes jammed in there and I'm too lazy to look through them properly. It's one or the other. Hope you're feeling totally better soon.
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I think you said it best, 'his baby fit' ... Do we all want to be mothered? I sure don't know, but I sure do recognize me in the description of looking for something that is right in front or me. And I recognize the tendency to throw a tantrum too ... so I do try very hard to NOT go there anymore. Maybe THAT is what being grown up is? Hope that you're feeling better soon, W. Hugs to you Chas
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Communication. That's the issue. According to what you wrote, he didn't say "What did you do with my jeans?" He simply asked if you had seen them. Not an entirely unreasonable request, at least in my book. Back in the day, when I was married, it wasn't uncommon for either me or my ex to ask if we had seen one thing or another, clothes, or something else. It's difficult, if not impossible to convey his tone of voice through printed word. So it's difficult to determine his demeanor. My guess is that he was frustrated that he couldn't find his jeans. I didn't read anywhere in what you wrote that he blamed you for his dilemma, all I read was that he asked you for help. Maybe his request for help wasn't done in a manner that you found polite or appropriate. And my blog was a fictional conversation between two characters, sort of a writing exercise based loosely on a blog I had read a couple of years ago written by a lesbian who, was complaining about how women behave in relationships.
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Passerby... so much of what is said is unsaid. Messages are conveyed loudly and clearly through looks, facial expressions, body language. That being said... I own a lot of things that I'm not meant to. If someone is near me and they are behaving as if they are angry, I will assume it's something that I did. However, the fit was thrown because, the time changed and he forgot, he thought he was going to be late and he left his jeans one place and "i" must have moved them. I did. I usually wash something left in or near the laundry hamper.
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Passerby... so much of what is said is unsaid. Messages are conveyed loudly and clearly through looks, facial expressions, body language. That being said... I own a lot of things that I'm not meant to. If someone is near me and they are behaving as if they are angry, I will assume it's something that I did. However, the fit was thrown because, the time changed and he forgot, he thought he was going to be late and he left his jeans one place and "i" must have moved them. I did. I usually wash something left in or near the laundry hamper. You are right, a great deal of communication does take place through expressions and gestures.
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