That last blog was utterly depressing, true-- but depressing just the same. There have been a few good things that have come from not talking to my hubby for almost a week. Life has been a little less complicated around here. When I don't have to consult him, the decision is all mine. I don't have to fight for the blankets or listen to the snoring. On Friday it started to get to him. He made an attempt to apologize. For anyone listening (or reading) this is how not to apologize. " I am sorry it got to that point". I said me to and continued to not speak to him.
On Saturday he was off all day. This was what really got him. He didn't mind a couple hours of silince in the evening, but an entire day was too much. By 5 in the evening he apologized in a much more sincere manner. We talked a little. He is still on the couch, but we are talking.
The Xman is teething horribly. I had to go but him more Ibuprofen yesterday. I have not been feeling very well all week. Just not right. A little nauseus, weak and tired. Don't jump to conclusion, I do wish the answer was that I was pregnant, but I am not. I have another few ideas as to what might be causing it, but right now I think that it would be TMI for this sort of venue. Oh and the Xman started to walk on his own. This was Friday, he just started letting go of furniture and cautously walking across the room. I have seen him take as many as twelve steps at once. It is amazing! Hopefully this will renew your faith in my blog. Not all is lost and life still goes on. The fact remains that if you pick yourself up and keeping moving toward the desired destination than you can still be successful no matter how many times you fall. ( this is especially true in marriage.)
On Saturday he was off all day. This was what really got him. He didn't mind a couple hours of silince in the evening, but an entire day was too much. By 5 in the evening he apologized in a much more sincere manner. We talked a little. He is still on the couch, but we are talking.
The Xman is teething horribly. I had to go but him more Ibuprofen yesterday. I have not been feeling very well all week. Just not right. A little nauseus, weak and tired. Don't jump to conclusion, I do wish the answer was that I was pregnant, but I am not. I have another few ideas as to what might be causing it, but right now I think that it would be TMI for this sort of venue. Oh and the Xman started to walk on his own. This was Friday, he just started letting go of furniture and cautously walking across the room. I have seen him take as many as twelve steps at once. It is amazing! Hopefully this will renew your faith in my blog. Not all is lost and life still goes on. The fact remains that if you pick yourself up and keeping moving toward the desired destination than you can still be successful no matter how many times you fall. ( this is especially true in marriage.)
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