It
really sucks when you need something from the one person that you’re not
currently talking to. My wife and I are
in “tiff mode” again for some reason that eludes me. I’m pretty sure that this time it was
actually her fault, not that she would ever admit it. This means that she is going out of her way
to distance herself from me and not utter a single syllable in my vicinity.
However,
this morning, she needed help adjusting her undergarments, because they were
cutting into her back. It was something
that required two people, and lo and behold, she suddenly realized that the
only other person in the house was the one person that she had spent the last
24 hours avoiding.
That
is both a humbling and irritating moment all at the same time. I know because I have been there many
times. It is amazing, though, how
something so simple as adjusting an undergarment can make the last 24 hours
just disappear.
