Your wife got a work promotion after a grueling 2 month candidacy process. She sang to the world. You said congratulations in a text. Time passed. She shifted her body, kicking comforts away to make room for inescapable stomach cramps and images of terrorism. You slept. Time passed. She bought pre-made soup and didn't eat it. You commented, "It's wasteful" and picked fights for the rest of the evening. The news of the week was brocolli soup.
We shouldn't let world event rule our lives. Let lame brain politicians do that. My immediate thoughts were of living with a pregnant woman, which I have and having to adjust to living with a strange woman that you haven't met before. Picking fights was not a good idea.
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