So trying to figure things out.
Yesterday was *such* an off day. Well, we woke up OK and then the afternoon hit- and grumpy came to town.
Being passive- aggressive at times, I did a *very* stupid thing... I cleaned the bathroom on my lunch break. Totally innocent, until you realize why I did it. I then- bleached one of my favorite shirts- all because I wanted to "get back" at my husband for something that he really didn't know was bothering me. DUMB!
So that added to the displeasure of yesterday.
As the day wore on, the more grumpy I felt toward husband.
I think it was just one of *those* days and nothing, "nothing", can help.
I went for a drive after work and prayed. Sometimes that helps... sometimes it doesn't. And yesterday, it felt as though it wasn't going to help. And then I get home, start getting dinner ready and husband and I had a heart to heart talk.
And you know what? That prayer on my drive *really* did help. We didn't argue (for 3 reasons really- 1a: No one needs to hear our business and our walls are paper thin, 2a: I'd prefer to argue in the car to keep the contention from our home, and 3a: We were both more hurt than angry)
Growing up, how my family expressed our displeasure was thru arguing. Anger. Bitterness. Guilt. Husband is *so* not like that. He more retreats into himself, trying to figure out how to just make it go away.
I think I like his better. Hence the prayer that helped. It helped me express what I was feeling. How I was expecting things to go. Why I felt the way I was. And that, helped SO much.
I love husband. I love that we are growing closer and closer together and as cliche`d as it sounds, I am glad we were "unhappy" yesterday, just so that we could learn how to communicate our feelings- just that little bit better.
Happy Saturday! Enjoy the snow!
Yesterday was *such* an off day. Well, we woke up OK and then the afternoon hit- and grumpy came to town.
Being passive- aggressive at times, I did a *very* stupid thing... I cleaned the bathroom on my lunch break. Totally innocent, until you realize why I did it. I then- bleached one of my favorite shirts- all because I wanted to "get back" at my husband for something that he really didn't know was bothering me. DUMB!
So that added to the displeasure of yesterday.
As the day wore on, the more grumpy I felt toward husband.
I think it was just one of *those* days and nothing, "nothing", can help.
I went for a drive after work and prayed. Sometimes that helps... sometimes it doesn't. And yesterday, it felt as though it wasn't going to help. And then I get home, start getting dinner ready and husband and I had a heart to heart talk.
And you know what? That prayer on my drive *really* did help. We didn't argue (for 3 reasons really- 1a: No one needs to hear our business and our walls are paper thin, 2a: I'd prefer to argue in the car to keep the contention from our home, and 3a: We were both more hurt than angry)
Growing up, how my family expressed our displeasure was thru arguing. Anger. Bitterness. Guilt. Husband is *so* not like that. He more retreats into himself, trying to figure out how to just make it go away.
I think I like his better. Hence the prayer that helped. It helped me express what I was feeling. How I was expecting things to go. Why I felt the way I was. And that, helped SO much.
I love husband. I love that we are growing closer and closer together and as cliche`d as it sounds, I am glad we were "unhappy" yesterday, just so that we could learn how to communicate our feelings- just that little bit better.
Happy Saturday! Enjoy the snow!
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Hey I was just reading over your last posts, because I haven't in awhile. I kinda forget about your blog because it's private and doesn't update on mine? Anyway, I digress, Emma was sitting with me and we saw the wedding picture of you and josh at the bottom of your blog and Emma said, "Wow, it's a beautiful queen. And look she's at Jesus' castle!" It made me happy and I thought you would appreciate the sincere opinion of a three year old :) Love ya!
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