I'm fighting a throat infection today. Feel downright icky. Had really nasty allergies all weekend, grass pollen is horrific right now. Would normally just power through and ignore it but the MIL coming has me depressed as well, so maybe I'll just sleep all day. B. leaves today to pick her up in Florida. We were getting in some last minute snuggling last night and he said "I don't think it'll be as bad having Mom here as you seem to think it will." Of course it won't be as bad for him - he'll get taken care of by two women each evening. And he'll only be here and awake four hours of the day.
I don't like sharing my space - I am a very territorial woman, come from a long line of territorial women. We stake a claim and will open a can of whoop-ass on anyone who attempts to influence change on it. I drove off lots of roommates and was worried as a singleton that I wouldn't be able tolerate a husband in my space. It has worked out well, partially since he doesn't try to change things or get in my way when he is here. I'm a bit of a hermit and prefer being home to anywhere else. If I don't get enough home-time I get cranky. An outside woman, moving into my realm, had better tread pretty lightly or she'll get clubbed like a baby seal. And, while she may have raised my husband, he's mine now and she'd damn well better not interfere with our relationship. That's a killin' offence where I come from.
Monday, June 18, 2007
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