You Can't Talk To Me That Way
Ugh I have a real love/hate thing going on with pay days. Always really busy. I and I always have to go into Lawton. Congested parking lots scare the hell out of me.
I had to get up at five to take Lynn to work. I ran into town and paid bills. While I was at RAC I saw a laptop that I wanted so I called my husband. He said if I wanted it to get it. So spoiled. Anyway it was a nice Toshiba with Windows Vista. Haven't heard too many good things about that. I road around with it in my car for about three hours before I finally called them and told them that I wanted one with Windows 7. No problem. So I went back and got this pretty Sony Vaio.
When I got home I had a little of the Chinese takeout that I got for dinner so that I wouldn't have to cook. Then I went over to my neighbor's house so that she could help me get started on this laptop.
It was finally time to pick up my husband. When I did, we talked about my new computer. I guess I didn't mention that I had traded. He came in and went out to fix the lawn mower with the new parts I bought. The were the right ones because I called him while I was there and had him tell the guy what I needed. Anyway, by the time he had come back in because he needed more parts and a couple of bolts had broken; he was just in a pissy mood. When he saw the bill that showed I took the first one back he got mad and started yelling. Well, I yelled back. Big mistake. Anger is never cooled by more anger.
After he had been back outside for awhile, I went out and told him to come in and get cleaned up and have some supper. When he had cleaned up and I fixed his tea and dinner I looked him in the eye and quietly said, "You can't talk to me like that. And I can't talk to you like that. Not if we love each ohter." And then I came back in here and sat back down in my usual place. A few minutes later he came in and kissed my cheek and asked if I would forgive him.
Guess we were both tired. But fighting about little things doesn't help a marriage. I'm glad we love each other enough to realize it.
I had to get up at five to take Lynn to work. I ran into town and paid bills. While I was at RAC I saw a laptop that I wanted so I called my husband. He said if I wanted it to get it. So spoiled. Anyway it was a nice Toshiba with Windows Vista. Haven't heard too many good things about that. I road around with it in my car for about three hours before I finally called them and told them that I wanted one with Windows 7. No problem. So I went back and got this pretty Sony Vaio.
When I got home I had a little of the Chinese takeout that I got for dinner so that I wouldn't have to cook. Then I went over to my neighbor's house so that she could help me get started on this laptop.
It was finally time to pick up my husband. When I did, we talked about my new computer. I guess I didn't mention that I had traded. He came in and went out to fix the lawn mower with the new parts I bought. The were the right ones because I called him while I was there and had him tell the guy what I needed. Anyway, by the time he had come back in because he needed more parts and a couple of bolts had broken; he was just in a pissy mood. When he saw the bill that showed I took the first one back he got mad and started yelling. Well, I yelled back. Big mistake. Anger is never cooled by more anger.
After he had been back outside for awhile, I went out and told him to come in and get cleaned up and have some supper. When he had cleaned up and I fixed his tea and dinner I looked him in the eye and quietly said, "You can't talk to me like that. And I can't talk to you like that. Not if we love each ohter." And then I came back in here and sat back down in my usual place. A few minutes later he came in and kissed my cheek and asked if I would forgive him.
Guess we were both tired. But fighting about little things doesn't help a marriage. I'm glad we love each other enough to realize it.
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