Uh, thanks Comedy Central
I was upset again last night, and since it was the second time it happened, I decided to say something. I was really nice and said, "Look, I know you're sick and you worked all day and you're tired and just want to sit in front of the TV for five hours. And I know you've pulled double duty with Ben plenty of times when I was sick. All I'm looking for is a thank-you. Some sort of acknowledgement for the fact that I've given him his bath for the last four nights in a row and put him to bed for three out of four nights and basically done everything so you can relax and recover."
And he looked at me and didn't say anything, and I thought, "Oh crap, it's after midnight. This was NOT a good time to start fighting. Now I'm going to hear all about how all of this is somehow my fault."
Instead, he took my hand, kissed it, and said "thank you."
really? wait, what? huh? um, wow.
and we headed off to bed in a blissful cloud of everything is OK now.
but later, he told me that the whole time i was talking, all he could hear in his head was this comedy routine about how women constantly need to be told that what they're doing is right and appreciated. and how fighting with them is stupid because you'll never win anyway, so you might as well head the whole thing off at the pass from the beginning by saying "you're right dear. I'm sorry."
hardy har har har.
And he looked at me and didn't say anything, and I thought, "Oh crap, it's after midnight. This was NOT a good time to start fighting. Now I'm going to hear all about how all of this is somehow my fault."
Instead, he took my hand, kissed it, and said "thank you."
really? wait, what? huh? um, wow.
and we headed off to bed in a blissful cloud of everything is OK now.
but later, he told me that the whole time i was talking, all he could hear in his head was this comedy routine about how women constantly need to be told that what they're doing is right and appreciated. and how fighting with them is stupid because you'll never win anyway, so you might as well head the whole thing off at the pass from the beginning by saying "you're right dear. I'm sorry."
hardy har har har.