I had to get the kids home in time for dinner.
Well, in time to make dinner. But they had their music lessons, so I did the shopping for some food we needed while I waited. I arrived about the time they were usually finishing up. One girl was still going. No problem. I sat down to wait. Only to find out that the second girl had not yet had her lesson.
What can we drop out then? There goes story time.
I sat down on the comfy couch to wait. I rested my head on the nice soft pillow…
I wake up with a start to find the kids, long finished piano lessons, now happily playing.
Gah! There goes my meal prep time!
I quickly rush them to pack up and get their shoes on, but before we get out of there, Mischa decides she needs the toilet.
And stays there for about 15mins.
There goes eating time!
We finally get in the car and make our way home.
Girls: “What are we having for dinner?”
Me: “Nothing!”
We arrive home and I madly dash about trying to find something for the girls to eat.
Tim waltzes in smiling: “How was everyone’s day?”
Me: (ignores him)
Me: (desperately looking for something to mix up, notices that both thermomix jugs are missing. Slams open the dishwasher.)
Tim: (Is noticeably disturbed by dishwasher mistreatment)
Me: (sees two dirty thermomix bowls in the dishwasher. There goes that idea. Slams the dishwasher shut).
Tim: “Careful, honey, You’re going to break it!”
Me: “Shut up!”
Tim: (Insulted) “I beg your pardon!”
Me: Ignores him and continues to slam things and make food.
A day or so later, we’re talking with someone about relationships. Tim explains to them what happened and then says, “I was thinking about it after and what I should have done is, when she says ‘shut up’ to me, I should view it as an invitation. An invitation to come & find out about her heart.”
What a guy! Shut up and hug me!
The next day is like a repeat of the same thing. Rushing in to scrape some food together before bedtime. He says: “Honey, I can’t believe how you just come in here and whip food up out of nothing!”
I’m in love!
Want to completely sweep her off her feet?
Don’t buy flowers or take her on a date. Just let her say “shut-up”, and love her for it.
Wouldn’t it be incredible to feel loved, accepted and understood when you’re not polite in your relationship?
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