Do you ever feel like you have one? You know what I’m talking about. You look up just as your kid is reaching for something dangerous. Or you sneak in a nap, knowing that it’s going to be a rough night. Well, as I mentioned in an earlier post, when I decided to get serious about writing again, I laid out a writing schedule for all of October. Well, all of October except this past Monday.
Turns out that Sunday night, the Mister and I looked a little like this:
Yeah, it wasn’t pretty. I won’t go into detail right now (read: See Future Post), but I will say that come Monday I was in no mood to right a cheerful post about bibs or whatever else. It’s like I just knew.
Don’t worry; by Monday we were looking more like this again:
How do you and your other half handle arguments? I tend to want to talk everything out immediately and ad nauseam, while my husband prefers to blow off steam with a little time away from me before having it out. Hey, whatever we’re doing has worked for over seven years.