Well, Shep has done it. He's given his notice. This is becoming more and more real as the days go on. It was good to get the first one out of the way.
We had a difficult weekend - perhaps our first disagreement in a long time. We had been spending the last few weeks tidying and cleaning the house, getting it ready to go up for sale. Shep's Dad had come, met with real estate agents etc and was just now in the process of figuring out what little repairs would be needed in order to make the condo sellable - he owns it,we rent. The three of us had spent the morning with the 800-JUNK guys loading up the truck - 3/4 full I might add of stuff that we don't even need!! why did we have that stuff anyway?:):) - and now, we were heading back to Senior Shep's house.
I was singing in the car. Shep hates that. I hate when he bugs me about singing. We were both tired. We were both cranky. We were both stressed. He swore at me...I HATE THAT...I started crying...it was crappy mostly because it was stupid. We didn't speak until the evening. We eventually worked it out.
This is the first of many that will happen along the way. Perhaps I should get used to him swearing.
Lesson #2: Don't let the little things get to you. It's good to know the person you're going with so you can know when not to push their buttons. It's also good to look outside of yourself and wonder 'what else could be going on for him in his head that could make him so on edge?' And so, toughen your skin up.
We had a difficult weekend - perhaps our first disagreement in a long time. We had been spending the last few weeks tidying and cleaning the house, getting it ready to go up for sale. Shep's Dad had come, met with real estate agents etc and was just now in the process of figuring out what little repairs would be needed in order to make the condo sellable - he owns it,we rent. The three of us had spent the morning with the 800-JUNK guys loading up the truck - 3/4 full I might add of stuff that we don't even need!! why did we have that stuff anyway?:):) - and now, we were heading back to Senior Shep's house.
I was singing in the car. Shep hates that. I hate when he bugs me about singing. We were both tired. We were both cranky. We were both stressed. He swore at me...I HATE THAT...I started crying...it was crappy mostly because it was stupid. We didn't speak until the evening. We eventually worked it out.
This is the first of many that will happen along the way. Perhaps I should get used to him swearing.
Lesson #2: Don't let the little things get to you. It's good to know the person you're going with so you can know when not to push their buttons. It's also good to look outside of yourself and wonder 'what else could be going on for him in his head that could make him so on edge?' And so, toughen your skin up.
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