I was sitting here trying to think of what to write today.. Nothing came to mind.. But then, as my husband was walking out of the door he provided me with a whole armament of issues to hash out on my blog today.\u00a0 He had a headache last night.\u00a0 And, apparently, I was supposed to cuddle it away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The reason this is even an issue is two fold.\u00a0 The first reason is, usually, he wants nothing more than to be left alone when he gets a headache (which, can I note, happens quite a lot).\u00a0 The second reason is that, thanks to my mother being uber melodramatic about hers and everyone else’s ailments when I was growing up, I have become somewhat desensitized about people who are hungry for attention when they are not feeling well.\u00a0 I know that makes me sound awful, but it’s the truth.\u00a0 When I’m sick, I suck it up and never complain.\u00a0 I can’t understand why men feel like the world has to stop on it’s axis when they get something as mild as a headache.\u00a0 I don’t understand.\u00a0 really really don’t…….<\/p>\n
So, we return home from dinner at a great wine bar and a showing of Monty Python’s classic Life of Brian which was showing and the Belcourt Theater.. Nice evening.\u00a0 Then the headache.\u00a0 We come home and I get to work on the computer.\u00a0 I have a lot of catching up to do since the holidays have been so busy.\u00a0 Silly me.\u00a0 I thought that someone with a headache would want to be alone so they could go lay down.\u00a0 I was wrong.\u00a0 And, this morning, I have hell to pay for it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Realizing, of course, that I have a very low tolerance for sissies who can’t handle being sick, I apologized and even felt bad that I was not more attentive to his needs.\u00a0 But, it leaves me with the burning question: what is wrong with men that they cannot handle being even slightly under the weather without having the emotional equivalent to a wet nurse at their side?\u00a0 Am I being awful?\u00a0 Is this a dreadful thing to think about men?<\/p>\n
And the other question is:\u00a0 is this what people without kids do all the time?\u00a0 Titter about silly little emotional heartaches that really are quite insignificant?\u00a0 I am finding this life without kids (even for only three days) quite uninteresting and overly self indulgent.\u00a0 It’s grossing me out a little bit.\u00a0 I have enjoyed resting and going out with friends.. But I can do without the constant self gratification, thank you.\u00a0 And I can do without relating to the people at work who talk about their pets as if they were children..\u00a0 I actually got into a conversation at work about my cat – don’t get me wrong, I love my cat – but I was talking about him as if he were reason the sun came up in the morning.\u00a0 This is what single, kidless people my age do.\u00a0 What the hell?\u00a0 I never would have guessed that my kids were my source of creativity and energy and, quite honestly, they are what make me interesting.\u00a0 Thank god I get to be back with them on Sunday.\u00a0 Otherwise, John and\u00a0I might start buying sweaters for the dog and arguing over who takes the trash out.\u00a0 Our world in imbalanced without them and I need this week to go by fast……….<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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