Me: “Did I write too much? It’s only an article review…”
Brian: “No, it looks good. Some people write a lot more than others…”
Me: “AND I’M ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE?! Is that what you’re saying?!”
Brian, trying not to laugh but backpeddling quickly: “No, you’re just better at expressing yourself!”
Last night, I’m sitting in bed reading, Brian comes in from the living room where he was playing x box.
Brian, comes over and gives me a kiss: “I’m gonna start getting ready for bed.”
Me: “Ok ”
Brian: “Um, Remus has been straining to get out of the kitchen and he’s whining, I think he needs to go out.” (He has his “shining halo” face on.)
Me: “So instead of just opening the door to let him go pee you walked all the way in here to get me to do it?”
Brian: “You’re pretty cute.”
Me: “I’ll take him outside if IF when we move to Virginia I can put up a framed picture in our bedroom ALL BY MYSELF with NO direct supervision from you.”
It took 30 minutes for this debate to be settled, Brian has a strong instinctual need to be directly involved with any home improvement project. I have a strong instinctual need to have pictures hung up and not propped against walls for months because he “doesn’t feel like it”. Poor Remus really had to pee when I finally let him out.