Apparently ...

I don't normally hash out my spousal complaints in a blog because I don't want to come across as a woman who doesn't appreciate what she has in her mate. I know very well how good I've got it with Neil. But tonight I'm in a mood. And I'm allowed to have moments like this.

Apparently it is selfish of me to want to watch movies with my husband on a Saturday night. My crime? Two chick flicks in a row (the first of which he didn't even pay attention to, so how does that count as watching it with me?). I guess if I had suggested we watch Taxi Driver or Full Metal Jacket, he would have cuddled up next to me on the couch and all would be right with the his world.

As I leave to lock myself in our bedroom he says "you're not punishing me, you know."

Petty though it may be, some days I'm just not equipped to deal with this.

Anyway. At least now I can get some reading in.

P.S. I love blogs. The ventilation is great.

P.S.S. When locking yourself in a room in the house, make sure it's the one with the attached bathroom. That worked out well.

P.P.S.S. When locking yourself in the bedroom, make sure to take proper hydration with you. Drat!