The New Year started off with a bang, just not the kind of bang we would have liked. We had the flu bug in our house for the last week. First Musicman and then myself , down for the count for the majority of a week, ugh. I haven't been that ill in a long time. There were a few days that I seriously just wanted to crawl out of my skin, find a quiet corner and curl up and die.
We were finally starting to feel human again by this past weekend. It also happened to be a weekend that our daughter and her family would be away for the weekend. Our son had to work Saturday night, so private time here we come.
It should have been epic, it should have been a time to enjoy all the things we are unable to do with a house full of people. Things had not worked out the way I had wished for at Christmas. Oh well, shit happens, ya move on. But that also means it's been about a month now since we had "epic".
Musicman is a hardcore pessimist. He has a bad habit of focusing on all the negative things going on in our lives. When he is stressed things degenerate to the point that everything coming out of his mouth sounds like a complaint. I've been aware of this habit of his for some time. Heck, when he gets on a roll, a deaf and blind person wouldn't be able to miss it. Most of the time I can ignore it, but not this time, this time it was getting on my very last nerve.
Things quickly spiraled into a major argument. We rarely do that, but I just couldn't handle it anymore. It's unfortunate, but there are times when I am able to stay calm and discuss things with him rationally and he just doesn't hear me. Sometimes it not until I am pushed to the point of becoming emotional and start raising my voice, for him to actually begin to hear me. I don't enjoy being that way, but the only alternative, as I see it at the time, is a brick upside his head. Not something I would recommend.
I definitely got his attention, I made my point and said things he really needed to hear. It didn't last long and ended when he grabbed handfuls of my hair while cupping his hands on either side of my face, forcing me to look at him and simply stated that we needed to stop fighting about this. We did stop and he went to take a shower. He had spanking, among other things, on his mind and I knew it.
to be continued...
We are currently experiencing the brunt of the blizzard that is sweeping across our country. Even for us, one of the snowiest cities in the country, it is brutal. I thought a snow faerie would be appropriate to protect all of us being effected by the weather. Stay safe and warm everyone.