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Wife of 32 years, mother of 2, grandmother of 3, Government worker eligible to retire in 5 years, crocheter of 34 years; hopeful writer; people watcher; reader of much; lover of cats,dogs,horses and most four legged animals;and much more to learn about myself.
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you can skip if you want

If you don't want to read, don't but I must get this out of my system before it festers and boils over, and Teri, your input is needed.

Last night started ok. I got off the computer just as he came home-timing was great. We talked about our respective days. Ordered supper out- first time in two weeks. While waiting for delivery, kept on talking. Came up with the beginnings of a plan. Supper came-he put on tv. OK, after we ate, he went to lay down-saying his legs really hurt. He had taken some pain meds. He had a stressfull day, I understood. I continued watching wheel of fortune and dozed a little. I woke up sneezing-apparently I woke him up too. He got out of bed, I had to take care of things in the bathroom. half hour later, "Chuck" was on-something we usually watch together. I couldn't settle down to watch it. I tried. I told him that I was restless, couldn't get into the show, that I was going to read in the bedroom for a bit. This was after 8. Our plan had said between 7-10 -separate creative time if needed-crochet, reading etc.
At 10, I left the bedroom, the living room was dark. I knew he hadn't left the apartment, he hadn't come into the bedroom- he took the fact that I went to read to mean that I wanted to be separate from him.

Reading this I get it. Anytime I want to do something that doesn't directly involve him, it means I want to be apart from him. All weekend we were together. Literally-well, there were private times in the bathroom, but you get what I mean. So for 2 hours on a week night I read a book in a different room with music as background-not the tv (which was the real problem-but he didn't believe me) and he is upset. So much for separate creative times.

Then this morning he catches up to me at work (we both got into the building about the same time) and brings up something he thinks I said when he mentioned acting like a 23 year old. (his age when we got married-I was 21-yes we were young-didn't think it at the time, felt all growd up)I don't remember saying what he says I said.

This planning of time is going to take a lot of balance. But the only thing that I can see is that I am the one that is going to be giving. He wants all of the time. He loves having me all weekend-doing chores together, going out together etc. He made a comment about only seeing me 3 hours yesterday. I came back with 15 hours on Sunday. It balances. I told him that I won't be needing "separate time" every night but he can't/won't see it.

No wonder I can't see myself writing a book. I would need lots of alone time!!


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