Monday, January 01, 2007
Midnight on New Year's Eve
I wanted to be in my husband's arms at midnight. Not making love, just in his arms. (Although making love would have been nice too). But at 11:58, he got up out of bed to go pee. He did not come back until 12:04. By then, I had gotten up and left. It was the second time he walked out on me tonight. He must be the world's densest man. With the world's worst timing. I can live without roses. I can live without flowers. I can live without candy. I can live without perfume. I can live without jewelry. But does he have to be STUPID? Or did he do it on purpose just to be mean? I mean, he SAYS he loves me. Is he lying? And if so, why?
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4 comments:
Did Keith know you wanted to spend the magical moment in his arms? I tend to suspect he did not. It does not seem all that obvious to me.
I think if I had to pee, it wouldn't occur to me to check the clock first either, I'd just go, too. Of course, I am not often accused of being romantic.
Sorry for your disappointment.
NO. He's totally obtuse that way. :-(
He'd been asleep. It never occurred to me he'd wake up and want to get up at midnight and pee. Apparently peeing is a more important way to begin the new year than loving or hugging.
But he's been a model of lovingness the rest of the year so far. Wonderful.
I had just announced the time to him, so he KNEW it was two minutes to midnight and I did groan loudly when he said he wanted to get up. He wasn't totally clueless, or shouldn't have been.
Sometimes I think I should be a hermit.
NO ONE understands how I feel about these things.
People are stressful. If I were alone, I would create my own magical moment, or know I wasn't going to get one from the get-go! But I expect people to have a clue.
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