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GO! You good thing!
Look…
I know, at times, you don’t think you can’t do this.
I know, at times, it seems like such a humungous waste of time and effort.
I know there are also times when you’ve wanted to curl up in to a ball and blink out of existence because, well, because it’s just you and what do you matter?
This is all well understood and, I might add, experienced in the first degree.
But…
Don’t forget that you got in.
Don’t forget that you have, on at least 5 occasions, learnt the impossible in less than a 24 hours.
Don’t forget that there are lots of people who look up to you for advice; for guidance; for understanding; for bus fare; who would not be where they are now if you hadn’t been there, at that moment, to help them along.
Don’t forget that, even now – sitting here, waiting for you to come home while the cats try to push me off both pillows in the sitting room – I’m still so god-damn proud of you and what you have achieved this year, and last, that it makes it all worth it.
Sure, I might have kicked you up the bum to get out there and made sure you had a packed lunch or whatever you needed to forget to try to have a disaster on the way, but you’re the one who’s doing it. It’s you.
Really. It’s all you. It really, really is.
X
Your Bitey-saurus
When is the right time to play the blame game?
Not while the fire is raging around you. That’s when.
To have a really big fire
* There must be a spark to start it off;
* There has to be fuel to keep it going and;
* Something needs to fan it to get the flames as high as possible.
Imagine, for an instant, what it would be like if the Fire Department tried to find the cause of the blaze before they started to put it out. You house is on fire, people in fire fighting gear have turned up and in they go, to find the cause, rather than put it out. How many houses and people would be lost if things went that way?
Lots.
So, now go back and change “fire” to “argument” and “house” to “relationship”, it’s the same thing.
I like when we play more than when we fight.
Just putting it out there…
What to do? What to do?
I have recently noticed that, when getting the knifes and forks out for breakfast, I keep choosing my nice 100% metal, seriously sturdy cutlery. When I’m putting out the cat food, out come Emma’s pretty spoons.
Sooooo……
Yeah. I totally busted myself huh?
With your constant fixation that there must be an enormous Big Bad just around the corner because we have been happy, healthy and harmonious for several months IN A ROW now.
Really. The world doesn’t work like that.
Except when you make it that way.
Love,
Your husband.
X
