Having a pretty decent week and day. My Husband and I are still adjusting to living together after 14 months separation due to his military service. We have been bickering and fighting a lot, there’s lots of reasons why….one could analyze ad infinitum. Even as a write this I realize my two previous sentences do not jive, they are opposites, much like my thinking a lot of the time, the truth be told the fighting makes me nervous and afraid he will get tired and leave. I have been married before…..a few times. I have this interesting tendency to pick alcoholics for partners. That’s like saying I like to have picnics on the side of active volcanoes. I have brought much of my own misery on myself by my choices, however tempting they were at the time. My Husband does not drink anymore, so two things have popped into my head…..speak up, don’t blow up and we are to forgive 70 x 70 for offenses. I am by no means a basket of flowers to live with, even though my head likes to think so. Today I’m going back to the basics, smile, be polite, and give hugs…and for God sakes don’t move his razor again!!!

We’re talking again and for that I’m grateful.