For weeks, maybe more, Lion has been interrupting me. I’ve let it go. He’s also been annoying me. I’ve let that go on too. Why? Part of the reason is the damn heat. I think it affects me more than it does him. I’m usually warmer than he is so when he needs the air conditioning turned off, I feel like I need to go sit in the freezer for a while. Part of the reason is work being stressful. I finally (ok, it was a year and a half ago) got a job with a company I’ve wanted to work for for years, and they started talking about layoffs. But don’t worry. No layoffs will happen before the end of the year. Lies. They started in June. Then they had the nerve to send out their annual employee survey. Needless to say, I let them have it.
This morning, we were doing our usual Sunday morning thing, watching QVC and something popped up that looked interesting. I was hungry so I went to make breakfast. It feels like as soon as I leave a room, Lion talks to me. I heard him say something about not being able to read his iPad screen. Did this have to happen right this second? Well, yes, because despite his telling me things don’t have to happen urgently, Lion wants things when he wants things. So, I went back into the bedroom to help him. However, in the few minutes I was in the kitchen, I wondered if we should really place the order because we’re going away for a few days and maybe the delivery would come while we were gone. I asked Lion if we wanted to order right away. And he interrupted. Of course we wanted to order right away because they’ll sell out. Okie dokie. I placed the order from his iPad and went to finish breakfast.
When I came back in, I told him my reservations about the order arriving while we were gone. He hadn’t thought of that. I mentioned his interrupting me and he said he often gets tired of waiting for me to finish my statements. Of course, then he wonders why I go silent or refuse to finish the statement at all. Besides, my long-winded statement had dragged on all of about ten words or so before he was tired of listening. Lion knows best.
Well, it turns out the order was scheduled to be delivered on Thursday. When do we leave? Thursday. He had to cancel the order and select a different ship date. Not the worst thing in the world but it could have been avoided if only I had reduced my long-winded statement to less than ten words. As a matter of fact, this post should probably be less than ten words.
Don’t. Order. Vacation. Soon.
Don’t. Interrupt. Annoyed. Wife.
Much better.
Should he get spanked for this? Probably, but he’d get tired after the first ten swats and interrupt me. It’s much better for him to whine about not being spanked and me to stew about being interrupted.
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