Around the time of the wedding entry I gave my wife a card. I picked up an empty shell of a card and proceeded to pretend I was as well trained as those Hallmark professionals. It was a small note to tell my wife I was looking forward to spending time with her after she was done helping to get the wedding pulled off. To me it was sweet and innocent. To my wife it documentation of her inability to care for her husband. Was she implying I was some sort of infant? Sure I like a nipple in my mouth now and then but that hardly validates the point. The argument about the card was short and not because either side won. I simply at one point just stopped caring and I added “kind gestures” to the list of things I will never worry about again.
I guess it’s bad to like attention. I dislike most people but still like making people laugh because I adore the attention. This doesn't mean the attention from my wife is the same as the attention I can get from anyone else. I didn't need the attention from just anyone and I assumed the card might help show that I was waiting for her. It really only showed that I will next time buy a cookie cutter card that someone else carefully worded.
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