ryan starts listing the things that we still need to get done and asking me when would be a good time to do that. i can't handle it. the thought makes me wish i could evaporate. ryan sees my look of stressed terror and asks, "what do you need?"
"i need," i pause, considering what actually might make me feel better. "i need for you to stop talking."
ryan says, "for how long?"
it was nice of him to even take my request under consideration, i think. i never would have.
Friday, October 3, 2008
a certain level of stress
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you have a very considerate husband miriam!
I'm so proud of you for actually saying you needed him to stop talking. I would have thought it as hard as I could, but never let it past my lips! And good for Ryan for understanding!
Thank you for that. Everytime I get to utter that very same phrase this happy feeling of warmth comes over me.
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